First Last Poem by poem whore

First Last



Hello 2 u and all gatherd here today
I wish I had a word to explain or a piece of comfort
I am sure you will feel this like the rain
after words go get drink and eat a steak
(dream as though you will live forever live as if there will not be a tommrow) chaise what you can't see, don't sweat the small stuff,
and know I died in a dream.
Happy

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