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Lost 1ne
Today was the last day you were able to call
No more Winters, Spring, Summers or Fall
Forever lives the screaming of your presence,
Forever lives through me your golden essence,
My ego hurts while you’re at peace, seems unfair
To question creation, why would I dare,
Well at least so that it’s known, that I care
About my Lost One…
© Aaron D. Swopes
No more Winters, Spring, Summers or Fall
Forever lives the screaming of your presence,
Forever lives through me your golden essence,
My ego hurts while you’re at peace, seems unfair
To question creation, why would I dare,
Well at least so that it’s known, that I care
About my Lost One…
© Aaron D. Swopes
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