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Georgia Grace Apr 2020
Linger in my presence,
Be a burden as it may.
I need you more then ever,
Just put the fist away.

I plea with you my devil,
One night that we could revel.
Just like the old days,
To hold me with that bold gaze.

Accompany me in my mundane life,
Make this day feel alright.
Talk to me tomorrow,
Just please remove this sorrow.
My short chat with my mind.

— The End —