Summer fades fast
like the shadows on a broken projector,
the scenes play out day in and day out,
it looks like a rom-com but it feels like horror,
each night I go home
and I lay in bed alone
and I say
I do not love
I do not love
I do not love.
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 2:10 AM UTC
Summer fades fast
like the shadows on a broken projector,
the scenes play out day in and day out,
it looks like a rom-com but it feels like horror,
each night I go home
and I lay in bed alone
and I say
I do not love
I do not love
I do not love.
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