Flat

Roadkill diaries Are quickly done The words fall flat

Despite it All

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Love: Is not Just A feeling It is A choice That Cannot Be easily Unmade

Heaven: Is not A place But The feeling I get Within Your arms

Hell: The place My dear, You left Me To rot

Magic: A miracle We have No other Words for

Depression: A sickness That infects All aspects Of life

Free is a careless word.

Happiness: Is when You find Yourself Where you Always Wanted To be

Flying: To soar Above And Never again Touch The ground