She lost her moment in a wild fire.
At the river, we each threw a single memory of you hoping the current would cleanse your tiresome eyes and bring her life, once again.
I am saddened by the fact that I lost sight of her affection tonight.
Quick to judge,
I am loathing each minute with an anxious despair.
I never would have thought I would have grown so reluctant
phased by the ridicule
I looked to my rear view mirror and noticed everything has just fallen behind..
I am so exhausted.
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