After midnight
July 5, 2026After midnight, I count the stars and I, I wait for the dawn, And I sit by the fire as the embers…
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Adored
July 5, 2026You were adored, you were adored but not anymore, you were adored, adored but I grew bored, for you never reciprocated in…
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July 5, 2026Adoration, adulation, is not what I need, because all I need is time to breathe, because this love is far too claustrophobic…
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July 5, 2026Adjunct, and punctual, I have got the marketers blues, for they have come to sell me my soul, and make me buy…
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July 5, 2026Fake happiness, acting out this feeling, being untrue, pretending to be happy when it is not true, oh, how often we do…
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July 5, 2026Across the stones to the streams and into the water, across the stones to the coolness of it, and there under the…
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July 5, 2026Across the grass, along the path, I walk and I talk, and you laugh, you laugh heartily at me, and at my…
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July 5, 2026Across the fields when we walk, across the fields in all weathers where we talk, the light does shine down in its…
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July 5, 2026Society is abundant in all its forms of conformity. and society unhappily, is full of the willing and the weak, yes, countless…
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July 5, 2026Abandoned by the wayside, in the despair of the time, a chevy sixty-nine. Abandoned by the wayside, with bullet holes in its…
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