The Love, Long Ago

The Love, Long Ago

Humanity sneezin
you off

On a
pedestal

You sit
on the
golden throne

And bathe
in French
Wine

And the
green grapes

They are
a bit sour

But all
add to
the flavour

Then the
loneliness

Eatin into
you

You must
go somewhere

Where the
people around
you

Cannot take
you

You make
the dive

Into the
unknown Abyss

The fall
breakin you
all up

You trying
to stich
yourself up

Love comes
to you

The story
not over
yet

Caution: This might be all theory

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