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Dust To Dawn

Hemmed galaxies wither in my hip pocket flap

Starlight angst feeling alive for the first time

Whiskey feeble,chain smoking all night through

Tearing through pages of a magazine

Thought we where immortal

I still want you

We where so wrong

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50 / F / American

Published: Sep 5, 2020
LinesWords: 740

Tags: #lose #miss #you

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