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Been looking for affection at a rich man’s resurrection found plenty of gold but little introspection His friends cry crocodile and the family’s lamenting
Blackened wood with scratches from a pen.The tip tore through paper and bled.The drip of hot wax, signed and sealed.A flame burns below dried flowers.It reaches up to burn the petals.Just out of reach, the flame dies out.A breeze from the open win
You don’t have to talk, You don’t have to talk. You don’t have to be heard right now. They don’t need to hear it right now.
In my early 20's, When I was a simplistic University student of the Law, One of my less popular professors Romanticized dinner table conversations, So much so I felt, That the apex of my life would entail,
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