your the biggest fucked up son of a bitch but still miss you, hope lifes good
they say the only words worth hearing, are those of simplicity
Said in a childish tone with an adult intonation
all things are valuable in this tone
The simple things, that will always be our downfalls
nothing will cut deeper
Than those words of simplicity, said in maturity
which will sink
Our ever-ailing ships
the ships ever ailing
The truth of those words, stands alone
in their timelessness
In their hopelessness
1 comment:
I'm curious what prompted you to write this?
I like the ship reference. It's not the first time you've used it in your work.
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