Luke A, Fink

Friend of this fool






I have a friend
She is dear to me
Showed me many things
I did not see
I take it for granted
The things I choose
Never looking
At the things I loose
Why am I
Such a blazon fool
Giving into
This relentless pull
Catch my thoughts
Catch my rage
Loosing myself
Not acting my age
She helped me open
Up my eyes
Thank you my friend
For helping me fly again

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