there’s not enough hours in the days,
in the weeks, in the months
and years
to properly explain how much love I have
for this **** **** world I’ve been dropped in
and through the seemingly endless cloud cover I have found
the shortest sliver of sunlight
to nurture in my cracked chest
I am warm
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
there’s not enough hours in the days,
in the weeks, in the months
and years
to properly explain how much love I have
for this **** **** world I’ve been dropped in
and through the seemingly endless cloud cover I have found
the shortest sliver of sunlight
to nurture in my cracked chest
I am warm
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