Monday, July 9, 2018


Loneliness sadness ignorance
I don't know how you're doing.
I'm sad not to be with you
And I'm just because I'm who I am

I have all the time in the world to be able to recreate you.
So I can kiss you in my sleep
So that I can feel accompanied in longings

But all that dies
When I wake up from sleep
To write to you shipwrecking hearts


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