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wet night,we fell heavy like the sunshine
at the end of day.
recall your decision,
tight around a cigarette.
exhale deep attempts
to dispel your regret.
you’ve already lost me.
wet night,
words cramp in consequence
strained to convey one thing to say.
you pretended to stay,
tight around a cigarette.
exhale deep attempts
to dispel your regret.
you’ve already lost me.
start with my mended heart again.
start with my mended heart again.
start with my mended heart again.
start with my mended heart again.
posted by d @ 10:54 PM
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