we're not alone here;
with mothers eyes and
fathers strong hands.
we laugh like friends,
but kiss like
no one
else

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can see us here.
at the end of wit,
'might as well be the
end of the world;
a spectacle for the ages,
or is this another
monday morning?

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and i'll rise for neither
god or no man.
pull the curtain,
take a bow, and
watch dreams fade
as tomorrow becomes
today and i lose all hope
for yesterday.