Parachute love once was my aberration
and shift into abrogation/ fell for a talebearer which only told lies annoyed my every thought
“Abrogation Aberration Destination”
still spinning like a Fishing Rod. Fell to deep to soon in this exploration
” Fluctuate in Separate Directions”
My EX-Parachute lover once was my Best Friend and now became my inconstant friend/
Copyright © christopher michaels | Year Posted 2013
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