WHY?
Y is it that u captivate and control me,
with every move u make u prolong me,
in this ever lasting wormhole of reality that is weaved with a thread of immortality
to repeat and repeat and reapeat again
a love that was lost or undenieable friend.
bcuz my pillow is wet and these eyes are empty.
intellect and wit now where did that get me.
a whole lotta nowhere is what bein naive will yeild.
puttin my emotion out and wearing it like a shield.
was the worse thing i could do in this cruel and brutal world.
what once was a grown woman is now a little girl
cuz when the roses turn to dust and the memories fade away
and the things that had molded as if they were clay
have all evaporated or turned into ash.
and now all u can think of is passin this class
that u held off all semester day dreamin
or just cruisin when all the while u were losing...focus
on the plan and what was at stake
keeping that, job gettin that cake
was not at the top but more towards the middle now learn ur lesson or b as minute as this riddle.
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