Sunday, November 14

_cloud_

..miles away
there's hopeless smiles
brighter than mine
and I need for you to come
and go
without the truth
falling out
old incisions
refusing to stay
like sun through the trees
on a cloudy day
you brighten my life
like a polystyrene hat
but it melts
in the sun
like a life without love
but
I have waited for you
so
I'll keep crying out
without you..

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