A man sits on the edge of his window
Wondering of life and of coffee.
He looks up to the sky wondering about his widow.
He wonders whether or not she had paid her fee
All those years that he spent drinking.
Drinking away all the problems in his life.
The drinks made him thinking
Thinking all about the strife
He know thinks that he is just a fool,
A fool who was only looking for cash
Cash obtained from only a tool
A tool that has now become trash.
All that pain will now disappear,
For he is now very near.
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Oh how I wish, How I wish that these eyes of mine Can see the stars that hover above. Oh how I long to see it. The sky above no longe...
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This is the map in which (Insert Name of Character here) will be traveling around. He begins his journey waking up from the crash. The mai... -
One tells of the days of happiness of their childhood. But these days were instead filled with emptiness. Oh how lucky were those people ...
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