sorry for my soul

angel syndrome's picture

maybe we could get married under a streetlight in heaven & see if all the angels in heaven will burn when we kiss, but i'd fall in and out of love with you before the traffic light changed colors: tonight i kneeled before my bed and said our father in french and said thank you for everything and please keep helping it's 2:03am and i'm alone again, i know i wanted this, i didn't want to be the one he couldn't keep warm anymore and i'm sorry for still being so cold

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anarchist's picture

I love the atmosphere here.

It feels like an abandoned building on an otherwise lonely nighttime road, surrounded by trees just past the edge of a small city.

angel syndrome's picture

thank you

thank you