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Sep 2016
An avalanche of memories pile at my feet,
but I can't bear the cold
My fireplace is old
and it won't keep me warm no'mo

The tears are freezing to my face,
and now I can't wipe them away
The lights are going out, and the sun won't show its shine
I can't see a **** thing
I can't breathe my goodbyes

Something just ain't right
It sits on the tip of my tongue,
rubbing it raw
but refuses to ever budge from its place
I know I'm wacky,
but can't you see this grin across my face?
It should be clear,
a sparkling glimmer
Shooting straight into your eyes
with my shining, ****** shimmer

You won't think of me today
You won't remember me tomorrow
But one day, when you least expect it
I'll pop into your mind
And you'll think,
"Where has the time gone?"
Arlo Disarray
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