Corny Insomnia thought at 11:34 pm

In time like this very one, muse is mind in wonder and with that, it will ponder of yesterdays decisions. But tomorrows beginnings provide the hope.. I have not visited my oasis in a while and yet on the day I do, it takes form in a beautiful confusion. 

CORNY EXCUSE MAYBE BUT MY TRUTH

Hold me frantic child

Daughter of old land, love me wild.

Let me be your touche and cliches

We started a tale of maybe and why not

Scribe each day in memories please

Scare each phase in heart with ease

Mold me drastic child 

Throw out your ex files

Let me show you why you should smile

Not frown.

Create our own memories and why not?

I will love you gently child

I miss you

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