far from reach are
my words,
imagination swept under doormats,
dusty dreams swarms over-used glasses,
stale wine
staining my hopes
long forgotten are the words that used to rhyme
bring them back
it's all i've been seeing. green. all i've heard about army is proving true, one by one - like a check-list of groceries ticking itself off, and the worse
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