with the white so blaring, and the music oh so calming... you'll always know how to cross that empty void. yet your so sunken down, sliced on the shards of his brittle heart. all the content is lost in a haze of paranoia and blurred vision.
as you walk out on that over dressed skylit scene, your dragging your hats and scarves and all the acessories of reverberating nightmares, the dreams you couldnt hold back from running after. chasing one insane phantasmagoric night .
your tears arent worth shit to you, taking everything for a one man battle truncated by your own eyeline.
goodgodletsbringthistoanend
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xo
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