October 3, 2012
By , Yuba City, CA
I’m giving up, but I
Keep breathing because
The moment I said it I became
The broken one that is chasing pavements,
But now I’m tired of being all by myself,
In the rain, I never think
What it would be like in a thousand years,
But I think it will get cold because my satellite heart
Will eventually recover and
I’ll be safe and sound in this world
That’s just a game and
I’ll be forever and almost always lovely.

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