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June 20, 2019
By Anonymous

What a world it is, one of scars and fears

A world of woes, you are not happy in

Is it Full of regret for you my dear?

Does it fill your bones and soul and your skin?

It fills yours up with sorrow and despair

A word to the wise is indeed empty

A girl with light brown and raven hair

Says to take hers as the best currency

For a word unspoken is worth a kite

When the hills turn to dust and blood slowly

Dries. Becoming rust and aging in sight

Wrists unwrapped and unblemished so lovely

Are you happy are you sad are you dead?

I will never tell you, my sweet lady



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