The sun set behind brazen city towers
The gradient color scheme reminiscent
of candy chromatography in the third grade
It's one of the heaviest yet fleeting forms of memory
The kind that simmers at the bottom of your chest for an hour
But a deep breath and a purpose pushes it out
Nostalgic about nostalgia
Wishful for some sentimentality
No matter how trite, you'll feel it - you'll revel in it
Conquered by the thought of a past worth reliving
Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 11:22 PM UTC
The sun set behind brazen city towers
The gradient color scheme reminiscent
of candy chromatography in the third grade
It's one of the heaviest yet fleeting forms of memory
The kind that simmers at the bottom of your chest for an hour
But a deep breath and a purpose pushes it out
Nostalgic about nostalgia
Wishful for some sentimentality
No matter how trite, you'll feel it - you'll revel in it
Conquered by the thought of a past worth reliving
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