Life Poem by Aria Ratering
Life
today, tomarrow, tonight. thats when we will talk.today, tomarrow, tonight.thats when the fun begins. this used to be a meet at the park. but i have turned it into a meet made in hell.haha. living, overrated, loving, just a myth, walking, annoying. the day will come when we dont need a heart and love is just a word and we wont have to walk just hover.
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8/28/2026 12:56:53 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
It sounds like the writer has had enough of whatever it is this relationship has become. A sense of humor cannot disguise the contempt for what presently is the case. She is prepared to cast it aside. The words are very creative and interesting to contemplate. A fine writing indeed. Well done. GW62