Life For You
Was it too many thoughts?
A short lifelike script that had my for a twist.
Whatever it was, had to be some form of love.
A stranger?
A stranger never seemed so at home.
In an era where old fashion seized to exist,
my lonely palm met with a kiss.
A room full of strangers but we still exist.
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