Sucker for love.
And I'd write you a POEM if push comes to shove
It's now friday night and PRAY
It's now friday night and PRAY
to ABOVE that my SOUL someday flies
Like the eagles and doves.
And I know...
That my THOUGHTS are my
OWN.
But I wish on a STAR that
you've learned them and grown
Because life is too short to asses and
CONDONE
these emotions of poison...
or wind up
ALONE.
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