What happened,
to all the missed moments we had put in a box,
tossed away.
Dewey Decimaled
out like library index cards,
I always thought we'd be able find them again.
I never thought that before we'd go searching,
that building would be burned down by you.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
What happened,
to all the missed moments we had put in a box,
tossed away.
Dewey Decimaled
out like library index cards,
I always thought we'd be able find them again.
I never thought that before we'd go searching,
that building would be burned down by you.
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