we spend moonless nights
staring at the stars
but
how do we spend moonless lives?
you don't haunt me anymore
our memories do.
i feel like i have lost the control of
what i have become.
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YOU ARE READING
after i gave up
Poetrysomebody out there is writing about you and you lo! are reading it without realising tragic.
