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Pretzel
unravel it all
feel the moments
the bliss
the bitterness
the salty sweet combo that tantalizes the palate
its part of this puddle life
the snow isn’t ready to melt and neither am I
I just embrace it all
The frozen fear
the frigid fog
clouded in mystery and madness
Im never clear
I was never here
Secrets swallow me whole
Time to come clean
Listen as I scream
profess my dreams...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 1:41 pm
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