Jun 2014
Do you think of me, often
I wonder, needing, warmth
I hope you read this, slowly
These words won’t last, long
But they’re all, for you
Who am I to hold them, hostage
Your face will be awash, dancing lights
When I set this page, *on fire
I wonder, needing, warmth
I hope you read this, slowly
These words won’t last, long
But they’re all, for you
Who am I to hold them, hostage
Your face will be awash, dancing lights
When I set this page, *on fire
Nothing.
(39/M/Swimming in the Void)
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