I think I'm leaving a trail so you'd catch up. Shared portraits and croaked lyrics. Mistake after regret after mistake. You'd think there's a trail to follow.
And it comes and goes. Somewhere our decisions collide between bursts of sleep. Somewhere you wait to think to act. Somewhere our dreams are slipping away. Nothingness.
1 comment:
nothingness is good
it's like openness :-)
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