I bide my time
in a beautiful counterfeit reality made of necessity
swallowing down a loneliness so acute
it threatens everything
and aching
aching with a violence
only you would understand
the blood
& the bones
I bide my time
in a beautiful counterfeit reality made of necessity
swallowing down a loneliness so acute
it threatens everything
and aching
aching with a violence
only you would understand
the blood
& the bones
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