i am a gold rush
every man
rushes to my side
to serve my every need
you must prefer silver
because you're the only one not here
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
hundred twenty six: gold rush
i am a gold rush
every man
rushes to my side
to serve my every need
you must prefer silver
because you're the only one not here
