Nature's Habbits
As she is called upon this life called nature's habits. It dawns on her to not be repeated, by nature's habits. As the sea brings rippling tides on the moon will carry you home in the dead of night she often wonders on nature's habits. What holds you back from me? As you speak through your teeth while I admire your beautiful eyes, your awesome smile and that slender stature. As she believes in you, in your dreams. But you don't believe in her believing in you for those dreams. For you might be too far gone in this thing called nature's habits. I can reassure you that I will no longer fall deep as a victim of nature's bad habits.
This is my story and I am sticking to it.
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