Me in my distance - and you in yours
There is nothing in between anymore
You drove too far - and never came back
I have only my wounds
You stare at them - they smell of old rot
Embers never remembered
I wish it were December
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 6:35 PM UTC
Me in my distance - and you in yours
There is nothing in between anymore
You drove too far - and never came back
I have only my wounds
You stare at them - they smell of old rot
Embers never remembered
I wish it were December
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