My final letter:
An elegy to friendship,
A knife in your back.

My solace is in your laughter,
In your kindness,
In your heart.

My touch-starved soul yearns
To return to your embrace,
To come home.

My eyes have an ocean,
you never saw.
My throat have a storm,
you never listened.
                                      - tharunii

No matter what you do
No matter what you say
Even when I haven’t a clue
I love you anyway

No matter where you are
No matter how far away
I’ll drive there in my car
Every single day

No matter what you ask
No matter what you need
I will meet the task
For our love to just succeed !

Everyone needs love
And everyone needs to love
Everyone need someone
and someone needs everyone
Humans can’t survive alone
Everyone needs someone
Someone and everyone
Needs someone to love!

A sunny morning
Out goes the washing
Sun shining
Giving off a warm glow
Of a beautiful day
The warmth of Sun rays
One of those washing days!
Then but oh then
Opened up the heavens
The rain came down, then more
Oh And then more
Wet is the washing
I do implore
Oh no and more!
It all fell to the floor!

its very easy --
to get obsessed,

getting obsessed
...but with writing?

it can hurt.

because it becomes
your only way
to cope,
to stay sane --

to be okay.

and its hard to
open up to people
after writing for so long.


and having paper
be the only one
who truly understands.

its difficult to be
vulnerable and open
about your feelings
and opinions
when writing them
is all you know.

It all starts with one.
One taste, one try, one time
It then turns into "just one more"
One more drink, one more hit, one more cut
Until it turns into one less person in the world

Please not understand the DSM Westlake Village

Disobedient days and dads not fairing well

Believable ambition does not have to suffer remorseful location before the Irish sun creates breakfast pages of wonder.

We aren't ready for French reason people.
Oh my the people.

The McDonald's adversary share?

The people unhappy experience a Parthenon
Very offensive suggestions of working people

Cord Ave?
You the predicament people.
Very awful jazz plaques

One labor tile job progression
Tesselation patters
No more breaking water flows
I labor of freedom building

Ways and means patterns of obstruction create jurisdictional agility
Adapting my people


Adapting my people
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