I think of you often.
Though you are not here.
Inspired.
Wake up.
Why won't you answer me?
Shake.
Nudge.
Wake up.
Can you not hear?
Or are you ignoring me?
Clouds suffocate your light.
You're already gone.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 3:28 PM UTC
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