THE NEW YEAR DAWNS UPON US
YET OUR GAME REMAINS EVER THE SAME
EVERY DAY
I CLAW MY WAY OUT OF THE DIRT
BONES UNEASY
THEY RING A HOLLOW WIND
FLESH SICKLY
SAGGING WITH BLACKENED PUS
AS I LOOK UPON MY FLOWER COFFIN
I AM REMINDED OF WHY I AM HERE
FROM THERE
I PUT ON A SMILE
THE KIND I ALWAYS DID FOR HIM
BUT IT'S NOT FOR HIM ANYMORE
IT'S FOR YOU
EVERYTHING IS
THERE IS NOT A MOMENT I DO NOT SPEND IN ANTICIPATION FOR YOU
AND I KNOW YOU DO THE SAME FOR ME
I BELIEVE THIS IS CALLED
LOVE
A WICKED ATTACHMENT WHICH
ONCE ROOTED
REFUSES TO LET GO
AND I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
MY DEAR FRIEND =)











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