i.
phillip
our love was
a wild dog
hungry for trust
you buried your bones
while I slept
ii.
there was a small
black spot on your
heart
you told me it was ink
but you were wrong
iii.
you're not going to make it
to midnight,
they said
you smiled and
played until dawn
iv.
your life was a prelude
to the storm
it rained for days
v.
it rained
for days
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
i.
phillip
our love was
a wild dog
hungry for trust
you buried your bones
while I slept
ii.
there was a small
black spot on your
heart
you told me it was ink
but you were wrong
iii.
you're not going to make it
to midnight,
they said
you smiled and
played until dawn
iv.
your life was a prelude
to the storm
it rained for days
v.
it rained
for days
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