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reverie
An existential crisis
Left to my own devices
Not an ounce of assistance
Never show any resistance
Just comply and let it be
Dignity isn't a necessity
I'm not the flower you'd pick from a garden
Orchids are beautiful, I'm a sight to pardon
You changed like the fourth season
Leaves fell off and grew a different colour
Why do they fall in winter, for what reason?
They couldn't have grown back duller
There's no syllables behind your words
No individuals to hear the verbs
Keep them to yourself it's all you can do
why did you follow through?
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Shay DOA
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