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And she shall be gone for a while.

I hope they miss her,

especially that *smile
right at that time
when i needed you
the most
you weren't there
to hug my shaking
little body

right at that time
when i wanted to
be gone
you turned your back
and left me alone
in the dark
Take me down
pour me another ***
add a twist
lets get ******
lets play ball
lets get ******
take me from my mind
for it has nothing at all tonight
like me for what I am
or do not like me at all
for I am P@ul
twist and shout
let you hair out
as we rock and roll all day
and rock the night away
till we are falling down
but baby
do take me


D
O
W
N


Rock the blues away.
True story   P@ul.
A stampede of oxen
stumping the head
Cacophonous Canaries
Crucifying the mind

Needles avalanche
Down the cerebrum.
Tranquility a scarcity.
The skull longing to be hewed
In half so it can breathe again.
Headache
Has my sorrows left,
as I thought they had,
or could my tears be revived?
Though these may have regenerated,
my feelings for him are long gone,
or so I believe them to be.
When he returns, how will time pass,
as it is now,
or will love blossom once again?

— The End —