A dark room full of empty thoughts. A blank mind containing countless rot. Several clouds float through the brain like cotton balls that swab the day. Dark red hair that makes you think. Curly locks that threaten to kink. A lady's views are quite confounding like jigsaw puzzles as large as landings. A broken girl who's just like you. A jarred kind searching for truth. The meeting place was normal yet it is like a strange old vet. Minds alike yet very distant. The things we saw we slightly different. The dark red hair that liked to kink made me like her want to think.
-Jacob D. Lujan
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