paper roofs

paper roofs

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we sit on rooftops and write our daydreams on the tiles of our roof at night till it's filled with black scribbles so the skies could learn to read so the ants would have new roads so this house would be just another book ° short stories and poetry about everything and nothing at the same time
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maerdyad

I don't know, I just need to write stuff right now. When you thought you found the one, after all this time, after all the poeple that left, and it turns out, she loves someone else. For when the rain comes, and the hail, and all hell is unleashed, out of nowhere.

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