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A forever pooling of grey like the endless summer days I'm becoming adust with longing It's a bewildering heat haze Begging for the fingertips that find new paths That bring the rain and the thunderous ways With our contented sighs and our laughter highs We're now drowning together in one another's wanting gaze
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Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 6:22 AM UTC
a thirst for drowning.
A forever pooling of grey like the endless summer days I'm becoming adust with longing It's a bewildering heat haze Begging for the fingertips that find new paths That bring the rain and the thunderous ways With our contented sighs and our laughter highs We're now drowning together in one another's wanting gaze
~ love, k. Adust: 1. Scorched; burnt. 2. Gloomy; melancholic.
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Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 6:22 AM UTC
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