NOSTALGIA

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Lovelorn

Standing in the middle of the cliff
Staring at all the many available a leaf
Down, down down bellow the fall
I look up and behold, it is well

Me on a cliff, my eyes on the leaf
The eyes grow smaller, my head grows heavier
I'm thinking of my lovely Brenda

A heavier me, and a lovely Brenda
My bones and I turns slender
I try my best to give nature my smiles
You could detect it's fake from miles

The best smile, fake from miles
I pick my phones, my phone my pills
I look at nature, which lone has nurtured
And there is see my love, here, it's featured

Lonely nurtured, love featured
My life, a game to be manned
Anyway, every man lost a rib
Probably, she'll come to my bachelor's crib

A lost rib, and a bachelor's crib
A double tragedy, I need my Beb
A pretty and warm like Brenda
Indeed, none is like my Brenda

I need my real smile,
I need my exact rib
I need myself back
I need that from nature

© Demetrius White

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