Go on

Come and crawl inside of it with I
And you touch you hold another
And then when that hearts bleeding
Without pain it-ll be an end
And not just half but hole sharing
An entire time just to relax without it
Then to forget them they and that
And then the clocks there will tick-tock
In a predetermined set manner of instinct
The captured hatred will finally be freed
For you and they the many the flowers
Will be forever blooming and to be seen
But not for the those that weep silently
Into the loud world of the mad and crazed

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Entwinds 6 years ago

Love It

dw 6 years ago

maybe I am to tired, will have to read it again later

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Joy56 6 years ago

i am liking that.... a lot

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Awful Poet 6 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000 Author

Thank you much

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