Intellectual Smoking

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Heartbroken, blood had surrendered to color a shirt.

Mistaken vine-like smoke climbing, capturing hurt emotions.

Have you given me a like for painting the walls with shadows?

Lots of past verbs, ending with sounds of heaven, mostly ending.

You may reason a smile to a temporary love, but remember.

The nation, we are all rats serving the nation, volunteering?

Unspoken promises of school grades to know how to live.

Drafting a motion to be kicking the corner of this typing table.

Golden retriever puppies reminded me that lost is free.