Annulment, tumultuous and (y/l)earning,
...for a parking spot. I saw her as I drove away in my BMW.
First of many. Waiting on the bus stop.
Sometimes the ride becomes you. You looked so beautiful to me.
Full of beauty.
I want you to be what you cannot be. And never was.
It is I who has given up...
But we cannot stop the trains of time running over you.
But you said...
She said...
He...
Th....
I must have a little cry now, for myself.
Futile and useless gluttony yell!
Everything makes all the difference now. I am what I've become.
Me.
Think for yourselves and do unto other.
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