Crease, fold, lock
in no particular order
unlike you were taught.
Moist, soil, stain
there's more to life
than just pain.
Cut, rip, crumble
mistakes happen
learn to be humble.
Give up, give in, hush.
Wise words, I know,
aren't worth much.
Lie, pretend, dream
the future is our past
love has already been.
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