we're tossed into the sea.
I'd rather live in days too dark than see you again.
I would be the one you'd never lay next to.
Silent.
Our dreams are lost and beautiful.
Miles from anywhere we can distinguish.
How many necks will you break to get back home?
"Enough," you said.
This is where I walk away.
The only appealing thing about winter is that I can write again. It's going to be a rough one.
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