tick tock,
the door,
no,
the door.
is that...
no,
sigh,
the door.
wait,
dark hair,
dark eyes,
a smile.
wait,
i shall,
indeed,
i shall.
tick tock,
need,
i do,
him.
walk,
walk!
the door,
no.
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its how things are, and how things feel, and how things fell.
1 comment:
oh, time eludes us all.
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