A murderer of words

arial

O words my words how will ever I repay you

The times when you held my remorse over I u 

When the world felt empty you floated a little closer

When the beat felt strange you hummed a little louder

How can it be forgotten? the ashes we burnt together

How can they ever decay? The clays we molded together...

Should I thank you? Oh I am selfish and a little physco..

Cause the difference you claimed made a pen among zeros

 

 

  • Author: arial (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2024 14:25
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