Love me or shove me...
As time and patience fly
Love buds await to die.
Are we not all lost ghosts?
Ghosts of our shattered selves,
Ghosts of invented selves,
Ghosts of loves we invent
Dying in the intent.
Love buds await to die.
Are we not all lost ghosts?
Ghosts of our shattered selves,
Ghosts of invented selves,
Ghosts of loves we invent
Dying in the intent.
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