Some things are meant to die
Like hollow dreams
Or a pointless lie
Feel no sorrow
For their demise
a thoughtless dreamless enterprise
But dream tonight
Without spite
see the song of the night
Swim to see
How feelings breathe
Without thoughtless
Pointless
Anomalies
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Various words
PoetryMiscellaneous bits of poetry, thoughts, and emotional venting find this 'story' as their home.
