Angelsdontbreathe

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Angelsdontbreathe

Location: United States

Member Since: January 2016

Last online: January 2017

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You are the wash of winter, white
the halls that creak though they are empty
I thought of you
with my head hung down
from the swing as I floated skyward

You are ghost of what I loved
the den that dust fills, through cracks
I lost you
with my head up high
to your tomb
as you walked downwards

 

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