Wednesday, 7 December 2016

how badly do you love her


i don't hear from you
i cannot remember your two centimeters distanced face
it kills me

from time to time

i decide not to wake up
for you are there
a hundred percent of me is water

i crashed a plane
you crashed a plane
overcome overcame overcome

i rely on sad songs

it kills me because you are not
and you are not letting anyone be

did you know that

eternally dreaded by exquisite isolation

who is going to hear from you
he wasn't the one she said

you idiot i lost it
qué hijos de puta


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