Notes
every single piece of you is left yearning
the north wind blows past past past
the door creaks in its wake, plastered open
you could leave, you could leave, you could leave.
why don't you?
bare feet on cement the rain pours
it's cold and dark and beautiful and beautiful and beautiful.
the street lights are out and so are you
hunt and haunt and scream, please just leave,
you're bleeding. you're bleeding. you're bleeding.
repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat re-
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