you are the biggest part
of the past and its art
that pains my heart
from time to time
this is all mine
i know i sometimes whine
give me a bottle of fine
nothing beats the pain of that line
who says we move on easily
we just live on steadily
accepting and feeling
every inch of the being
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 3:37 AM UTC
you are the biggest part
of the past and its art
that pains my heart
from time to time
this is all mine
i know i sometimes whine
give me a bottle of fine
nothing beats the pain of that line
who says we move on easily
we just live on steadily
accepting and feeling
every inch of the being
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