hollywoodmike
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When you’re at a hotel in an unfriendly state and say “Fuck it! Hallway smells like weed anyway…”
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myokgarden posted an update 5 months ago
5 months ago (edited)
An old poem I wrote
Two lonely souls whos paths had crossed
They took a path together and wound up lost
Dwelling down trails of the past
Constantly comparing the other to their last
On their way, no feelings were spared
But each one knew the other one cared
Each one now headed their own way
Whos paths may cross again on a better day
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Sorry bout the edits. I knew I was forgetting a couple lines.
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I wish some more people would put some music on here. It’s kinda nice clicking on a song you like and jam when you scroll. Maybe formatted a little different to make it more easily accessible. Great addition regardless!
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