Thursday, December 24

What Matters

I was at world's end,
She was a fickle friend. 
Need comes, she goes.
I tried to hold her close,
But she left me,
Left me to see,
What a cruel world it is,
And I shall not miss
The life I have dreamed of,
I shall return to the way I was. 


How easily he said it was a matter of size. 
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