Just like "Cruel Summer" on that record's tracklist,
Our words turned colder, something we couldn't resist.
Now it's "Death by a Thousand Cuts," the pain we bear,
As our once vibrant conversation lingers in the air.
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Uncharted Connections
ПоэзияIn this compilation of poems, one particular person has become an inseparable thread in the fabric of my personal tradition. This cherished ritual entails crafting poetry books that pay homage to each of my past so-called situationships. Now, with a...
Chapter Twenty Seven: Chilled Conversations
Just like "Cruel Summer" on that record's tracklist,
Our words turned colder, something we couldn't resist.
Now it's "Death by a Thousand Cuts," the pain we bear,
As our once vibrant conversation lingers in the air.