Decemberist This Dismay

Written by: Jonathan Michael Conlon

This year, the wonders appeared drastic..well, enough of the old.
I miss fear of the unknown-that sense of tried and true never the less has left you.
However considered, mishaps past; not lost, just, and forgot as to mention the new path Same, the consequence of a laugh, thrill guide me into a heart attack..
Fast! hands plant! This reminds of the year inside another as to do harm, let ribs stick 
this year, the wonders appear drastic..well, enough of the new.
I miss clear love, the forward and the sense of your surrounding me.
This year brought another love sent fear mistake laid grave clear soothing my tears.
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Damage my front as to appear reasonable.