the year i shed and lost
layers that never belonged
from rain to dust
nothing was meant to last
ephemeral interconnection
all that i could ever ask
every now and then
i dream i weep
for something gone
so long
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
the year i shed and lost
layers that never belonged
from rain to dust
nothing was meant to last
ephemeral interconnection
all that i could ever ask
every now and then
i dream i weep
for something gone
so long
i swear this is not about the break up. whatevre i say now made it seem like it is.
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