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I wrote this when I was 16, so bear with me.

On our changing emotions in the wee hours

Just toying with some ideas here, getting my writing groove back.

The every man's man

Just a little ditty

Can you truly speak for yourself?

To the girl that never was

Of recent, I have lost my way In Summer’s long and idle day, Which lingers to its own delight, Content to keep the hours bright. For Tim..

Its a strange thing to view an open coffin

For all the insomniacs out there