batteries are dead, you're writing answers on the palms of
a time of grief is a time of remembrance.
suffer
i stood in the doorway staring blindly.
i knew you
say what you want to say.
i heard the explosions
i thought i had you figured out, i never felt
titles have been visited through the unconstant. kissing letters. i'm
there are bodies scattered in the yard, while wolves are
these two loveless arms sit so simple when you stayed
is this what you expected from me? trembling in the
please stop screaming.
i heard you sing something about a
sit back in my hell, camera shots and photographs. drunk
stopped in a local watering hole, the same place you
unwinding stairs and transparent hands.
unforgiving eyes is a gentle
who placed the dots on dyslexia?
i did, i did,
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