Some old poetry I found

[Diver]

This one i must have written after my experience with the 'man' fav T refers to as baby manson.

drowned in thoughts and memory
lasting on the faces seen
and not true love, we had no meaning
sick to death of my future
seems so bleak
but life is what you make it
not the things you think


meh. it was a weird time, i was about 25-26 i guess

[Fleur]

Hello Diver

Glad you have words from your past