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The Wish How was I to know that it gets stored where the stories go? Emptiness in me. Great place to hide. Clasp a view that died. Beggars only take. Their hands have failed. Can lips learn to fake? I don't buy that's me. Why am I here? My soul cannot see. The moon lights my face. My cold sunbeams. I'll just run in dreams. Unloading in bed. I love my life. I wish I was dead. The past makes me see....
The Wish
Aug 31, 2024
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