Mar 2015
We watched from our corners
from afar
a separating expanse, the static of our own
insecurities.
I was too lofty...
you, unreachable.
The both of us feeling
something lost.
from afar
a separating expanse, the static of our own
insecurities.
I was too lofty...
you, unreachable.
The both of us feeling
something lost.
(Las Vegas)
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