Apr 2018
we’re but a reservoir
against a faulty dam
a rain away
from a flooded plain.
what fruitless
destruction
lies just beneath
a surface we can’t keep.
against a faulty dam
a rain away
from a flooded plain.
what fruitless
destruction
lies just beneath
a surface we can’t keep.
(Everything Was Beautiful)
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