DenialDeny my existence as you walk from the window My reflection, Non realistic soul Connected but held apartDenial
Til there's nothing left to hold
I held to you for a long time I wonder where you stand We used to appreciate the simple things Art ephemeral as desert sand
Still I hold onto your memory One who always stood so bright I wonder if it was just too dark to stand next to your light
If some day you see this set of awful worthless prose perhaps you'll think well of me again contact me if thats how it goes
has it been so ma
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ChocoMuff at your service
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