The more time passes the more I realize I'm lonely
a house half done,
write my story I have about, what am
I've been hiding in my skin, the rush
are good for those fleeing,
rotten day, they end up going.
walls are never too high, there is always
holes where you have to look, there are poems
never bleed soulless
always give reasons why,
Never roads too narrow
is always time for what essential
never so many straws in the foreign eye, always
I want to be a pre said without malice.
The more people know more people I admire,
so many great heroes of 9 to 2,
moon dies every day,
and nobody has been complaining about the sun. There will never be
problems are resolved,
is always someone who will listen, I'll never have cold
if I am with my people,
always have room for someone else.
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