what satisfaction do you receive?
by walking atop paper souls and glass hearts?excuse my poor use of words.
what i truly meant was:
what satisfaction do you receive?
by stepping atop my fragile being?
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Oh, My Sunshine
Poetryfor the sun continues to rise and set, regardless of the feelings it endures. [a recollection of the happy times, as they fade themselves into a melancholy sweetness.] © TototroInTheRain all rights reserved.
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what satisfaction do you receive?
by walking atop paper souls and glass hearts?excuse my poor use of words.
what i truly meant was:
what satisfaction do you receive?
by stepping atop my fragile being?