11:38 a.m
nothing.
take raw bits of hope off the menu
i just can't cry even if i wanted to
eyes will not dry, life ahead is a blur
06:20 p.m
i think it is going to rain tonight
i got a mind full of stars, God bless me
now, i trace you back to cloudland, Ursa Minor,
with all the majestic cracks in your twelfth night
the space between two ticks is silent
12:30 a.m
these songs will not be put into notes
the refrains invite me in and out of time
whole, whole, half, whole, whole, whole, half; C Major
dot, dash, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot, dash, dot
09:14 a.m
for whom this love exists,
i write in hopes of getting to the bottom of it
everyone is a little tense, on the lookout for an exit
but i'll stick around until dawn falls, when you can't sleep
the space between two texts is silent,
a love note
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