A gem

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By Taylor

I couldn't be creative even if I tried that's why I don't I just write and hope everything ends alright Kind of like the way I live life Never any expectations because as soon as you do that's when you end up sad, wrinkled and alone So I'll refuse it all Never to grow old and Never to die alone Because not until I hold you between my forsaken bones and my heart has a home Will this world be set to rest Only 'til then my morals, pride, and dedication is what this harsh world puts to test

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