discoordinated
A blog of interesting insomniac poetry. preoccupation with truth.
Monday, December 29, 2014
My friends
I've got ten albums
and ten people who've heard them
I love each of you
With all my heart.
You know the truth that I do
You feel the same as I do
You know I never lose you
that time and space won't always keep apart.
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