you aren't here, right?
i guess so, i think so.
and now our distant light
fades like falling snow.not convenient to me,
guess you never were again.
at least i got the chance to flee
from my unfortunate omenwe've always been distant.
never even close.
you aren't even important.
and even now my lie shows._______________
"i'm encased in a loneliness i can't escape from."
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíalife decided to rewrite itself, so if i may, let me tell you a story. . . . . . ________ 01/20/20