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When the train passed The airport Just now You were So close For a moment Again Now the rain pours On the train tracks And I'm watching As it falls Noticing I got cold feet And the skin on My neck hurts Ever since I put on This golden necklace From my auntie Who passed away Before the snow Eight weeks ago I removed it finally Figured it out With difficulty My brother put it Around my neck Sitting behind my back Four hours ago It is pretty But it is stinging Very much My skin and throat And I did not understand Exactly How to get out Almost got upset But took a break To breathe Amidst stinging pain Then opened the clip And escaped The feeling is fading As I pass the next station Darkness is falling Fireworks burn the sky Windy rains ambush My train from the side Going much faster now A window is rattling Shrieking wheels cut The monotonous sounds I lost my eBook So I can not read to Relax and distract The visions that grow Beyond comprehension And still burns my throat Why we do things And others We want We do not do Is such a something I don't think I Should think about Why my throat burns And my heart turns When it is you I think about
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
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When the train passed The airport Just now You were So close For a moment Again Now the rain pours On the train tracks And I'm watching As it falls Noticing I got cold feet And the skin on My neck hurts Ever since I put on This golden necklace From my auntie Who passed away Before the snow Eight weeks ago I removed it finally Figured it out With difficulty My brother put it Around my neck Sitting behind my back Four hours ago It is pretty But it is stinging Very much My skin and throat And I did not understand Exactly How to get out Almost got upset But took a break To breathe Amidst stinging pain Then opened the clip And escaped The feeling is fading As I pass the next station Darkness is falling Fireworks burn the sky Windy rains ambush My train from the side Going much faster now A window is rattling Shrieking wheels cut The monotonous sounds I lost my eBook So I can not read to Relax and distract The visions that grow Beyond comprehension And still burns my throat Why we do things And others We want We do not do Is such a something I don't think I Should think about Why my throat burns And my heart turns When it is you I think about
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
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