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Aug 2016
It goes and it goes
And you can't really for a moment
Stop the hands of time
I wear red
My hair messy from morning ***
With who I think could be
The love of my life.

We pitter patter
It doesn't really matter
Gotta get up and go again
I can't remember the last time
I slept past 10am.

I comfort and listen
Make a list of how
To be a better human
Broken out and listening
To the interior of my mind
And insides feel the most it feels
Once a month.

Sweet glorious man
You lift me up and pour me wine
I am getting to know exactly
What it's like when you
Have had a big long day
Your thoughts and behavior
Mirror that of boyhood
But you capture and ravage me
With such sweet love
Stating your love and sugary
Hope for us
As you collapse and give
Your everything into me.

My best friend gets it
Makes me miss her more
Let's grab pumpkin spice
And splice together the life
We bite into with such intense
Pleasure
You've got your house
You build with each brick
As I place the cement within
We got this, we got this
Miss you dearly sweet fairy
Let's prance in October
Like we haven't missed a beat
But everything has changed.

Don't wanna go to work
The hustle never ever stops
I write and whistle
My hands in 14 different pots
Is this what it means to be successful?

I love you.
I think we might be together for the rest of our days.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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