by Luna Terrore
It's strange to think of where the ripple will stop when i die
i don't think its a big pond
but i ponder what my old school friends would say
"what a shame"
and go about their day
would i pop into their mind a decade away?
would any of them have any regrets and wanted me to stay?
I won't know so i don't know why i fill my head with such questions
maybe sit by my graveside a...
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Saturday 4th January 2025 12:16 pm
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by Luna Terrore
Too old to die young
no valiant and brave feat withstanding more years
forever 30 doesn't hit the same
don't bother marking my grave
save your money and time for someone more brave..
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Saturday 4th January 2025 12:09 pm
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