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Aug 18
I’m twenty two for a moment (yet & nonethless)

disbelieving the evidence,
just disinformation, don’t
doubt it, time to choose,
two paths, yet & nonetheless
one rash, one planned

no understanding that
plans goes awry,
no one told me that
well laid plans don’t get
you laid in a way you want

poor-choices, each fork in
the road, safely decided,
and

safe is a four lettered word

now forks stab from within
they age souls,
poison of chronic regrets,
devils butterfly swim round head,
how came it be,
be,?

am I being?

no one answers
but the forks, ting!
reminder we now your
best, worse, only friends

I’m twenty two for a moment
(yet & nonethless),
and the irrevocable,
the deaf sensual,
the all casual,
doesn’t comprehend
the choices are not
choices at all, they are

life or death

B.C.
brandychanning
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brandychanning  F/Land of Queens!
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