Note: Listen to 'you!' by LANY while reading this.
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I recycle same old verses
To keep us imperfect
In fear of having it all
And losing it in one night.
Your name must have
Passed my lips
A few million times
And yet never belonged.
In these crystal clear mirages
Of happy endings
And forever afters
You blend in
Like a precursor to chaos.
We hoped for gentle
August rains
But we are
Two hurricanes
Colliding.
- Pink Poet
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20/08/2020