001.Attend school for twelve yearsthe one thing they never taught us was how to say goodbye
SmileNo one's going to love you, no one will remember your name. The sound of your laughter will fade with every breath you takeStrands of hair fade as you age, each grayer than the last.You are dying. loveless and alone, your fragile fingers are holding themselves together to be reminded of what it feels like to be held.Eyes closed as an unfrozen smile ripples across your face,You'll no longer dream of a love you never had, complacent and content, You dream.That beautiful hat, flower carefully pinned to the liner of your coat, dressed in your finest, you will dream of your funeral party that no one will attend.But, I wa
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