You were good at
flying
away
I lay flat
against
the
earth
The day the sun scorched
your
wings
y
o
u
f
e
l
l
and I was there
to meet you
We can rest now,
love.
We can rest
forever.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
You were good at
flying
away
I lay flat
against
the
earth
The day the sun scorched
your
wings
y
o
u
f
e
l
l
and I was there
to meet you
We can rest now,
love.
We can rest
forever.
Some days I feel like I'm out of inspiration.
Some days I write love letters to dead birds.
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