What He'd Done
And he fought with his conscious over what he had done
And I stared at the Moon, until it became the Sun
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When Life Gives You Pineapples
PoetryJust my thoughts in the form of rhymes. Round 2
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What He'd Done
And he fought with his conscious over what he had done
And I stared at the Moon, until it became the Sun
