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Mar 2018
And by the end of the day he is indifferent
and she is in pieces

By the end of the day they are happy
and the future is ready

By the end of the day the book is set
but life is unsteady

By the end of the day my thoughts
are more alive than I

Vividly paint my life inside my mind

You are the happiness I hide behind

And now you are running away from me

I'll pass out this time
but there are no splashes of green

Thanks for bringing what you had to offer
and then snatching it away from me

By the end of the day the only thing on my mind
is the nostalgic moments you gave me

I had my head in the future
but I am currently caught up in the now

You are my Carnation

A flower, so grow wild

I wanna see you smile

Smile through the blood of this haunted house
Laugh at the dead mouse
Get out GET OUT

Of my head.
Dedicated to Indigo
3.8.18
Written by
Lady Misfortune  17/F/Ohio
(17/F/Ohio)   
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   Steve
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