Cory Paul Mitchell

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For fight will fain her interest
For flight will fain my heart
For moments lost or squandered
I sell my heart to restart
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look up look down you look all around
awake me now to return the sound
no percussive tones or raspy sounds
just the numb of being a clown
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trees shed Leaves for only one reason.
the reason how deceiving is a testament to grieving.

To move so fast and last so long.
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Wilderness surronding our estuary
Warmth from the sunshine
Welcomed sights and sounds
Are all around 
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A half decade scribbled on the walls. chalk broken and wasting halls. My seat has left me to fall. The sudden drop of school. My cruel lover those days lasted the haul.

The pitch where we did play. The posts where we did stray. The times we spent has gone. The times we spent have gone away. That moment we first did lay. That night where we did lay. The whistle has now blown an adult you have grown.
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Shall I compare thee to another summer's day?
Now Thou aren't constrained by social construct
Rough days do break young flowering hearts today
As lovers lease hath all too short a date
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