Seems our love is only as big as our losses.
Everything else is the sustain of day to day and distance of spaces we fear.
Since I have wished for nothing but death to me I welcome nothing but truth
Truth to hurt my ego and home.
I am no one to judge but seeing you, my friend, my dear dear friend in dark corners discussing touch I feel nothing but regret and disappointment.
Nothing I dream of exists so my dreams are now nothing.
No path like no stars darkness on knees and and heavy neck. The weight of tears too much to hold in eye I die
I die
Please let me
Die
- sleeps
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