Meaningful Thoughts
Garth that bastard.
I feel as though I'm losing a friend.
A foe born, if I don't break this trend.
What I see has come to be,
all I fear, I would see.
Recklessness is a quick fad.
I've seen it all before, it's quite sad.
Too many have gone before,
and all because they thought them chore.
These people are what I need.
What they do is help me breathe.
But if they loathe life so very slow,
then I will fain to see them go.
cause all they need is to breathe.
That wind in sails to beat the rest.
A foe born, if I don't break this trend.
What I see has come to be,
all I fear, I would see.
Recklessness is a quick fad.
I've seen it all before, it's quite sad.
Too many have gone before,
and all because they thought them chore.
These people are what I need.
What they do is help me breathe.
But if they loathe life so very slow,
then I will fain to see them go.
cause all they need is to breathe.
That wind in sails to beat the rest.
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Garth that bastard.
Garth that bastard.
