Crow1. I watched through six inches of window, as the last autumn leaf stretched, spun, and drifted downwards.Crow
2. The door swung wide open, wet drunk on its hinges, and you swept in – bringing winter with you.
3. You have always been my plague; a black nest of storm, dragging a throng of reluctant thunder.
4. I swore in the half-light that I felt a tremor, (though your touch was as light as a feather).
5. The wind howled tooth and bone around your peaked
AngelsThis... This is my alexithymia My loss of words, my inability to express and converse. This, This is for youAngels
So the clock keeps blinking a despondent 3 am. And my eyes can't seem to sleep. Won't seem to shut, and it keeps boring... Boring into the back of my skull. These eggshell walls aren't gonna start talking anytime soon...
5:59. 3,2,1. Hit it, cause we all know you don't need an alarm if you're not asleep. Comatose, please... now. Stop. They're worried about you. So? so... I couldn't care any less. Anymore... (There once was a time...//shutup. No
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