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Maybe I'll become a poet or a famous writer someday And I'll travel the world and give people my name in sloppy fonts They'll tell me how they loved my book or ask me questions of new work but the truth is that there is only one book There is only one giant hole and even if I wanted another for the sake of new work there just is no room for that inside of me Hope laced with the thought that maybe someday you'll want to roll over to see the sun on my face again Seeing your name among billions at a hundred miles an hour I sit here now and I know that while I am away, my best work will always be my letters home to you
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Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 12:03 PM UTC
Void of Vacancy
Maybe I'll become a poet or a famous writer someday And I'll travel the world and give people my name in sloppy fonts They'll tell me how they loved my book or ask me questions of new work but the truth is that there is only one book There is only one giant hole and even if I wanted another for the sake of new work there just is no room for that inside of me Hope laced with the thought that maybe someday you'll want to roll over to see the sun on my face again Seeing your name among billions at a hundred miles an hour I sit here now and I know that while I am away, my best work will always be my letters home to you
Where ever you are, I am in love with you.
#love#sad#life#sleep#loss#dreaming#you#sweet#forever#missyou
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IllWriteAboutUs
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 12:03 PM UTC
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