Cori Arbuss

Rookie (Encino.)

You, My Doom.

Our time had come. Our time has passed.
We can never again go back to those days of simple minded innocence
And recreation. Simplicity and joy.
Happiness. Of just being in each others arms.
Instead we display false faces to the world.
Leaving them blind and hopeless to help.
When we ourselves were the ones decieved
Lying to ourselves
You in the arms of another

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