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Aug 2016
Enough of this ******* spree!
No more you and me alone
lived alone died alone
Actually you watched me die alone
I paid attention to how to grow things beyond imaginations wild
My inner child roars
and lions ride out on elephant tusks
My heart is not carved from ivory or mahogany
It grew!
It was never shaped by anyone
Like being in love and stepping in **** all at once
She can tell how much
this world has destroyed in my life
and she just wants my focus on her
No more world weighting you down
Just be with me and love again
Elan Bonde Gregory
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   KathleenAMaloney
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