You wore a paper white quiet
like the spaces between
words
And that’s when I realised
that we-
Are a misprint
unique, beautiful in a way
but never now to be.
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC
You wore a paper white quiet
like the spaces between
words
And that’s when I realised
that we-
Are a misprint
unique, beautiful in a way
but never now to be.
Not the great return to form that i hoped for but getting there slowly.
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