...if you never go away. *cobra starship*
I like being by myself sometimes. Just sometimes.
I enjoy moments alone with my thoughts.
Just killing time like murder.
Hunting down a thought in my mind is like chasing daylight.
I'm following the edge of the horizon until it all blends together.
The ground becomes the sky and the sky becomes something even less tangible.
A star to wish on for every regret.
After that, start looking for streetlights.
The moon is full tonight, forbidding any wishes.
I can feel it pulling at my stomach.
Christmas is creeping quickly.
I can't wait until it catches up.
-Asleep or dead-dm-
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Another awesome poem with a hard message to take, Understood.
..It can't rain all the time.
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