Hey, you When ya commin’ back to me?
I miss all the nothings and the somethings we have when were together
I can never not tell you the truth.
Hey, Take me with you
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What about me? I’m a dreamer, I’m a writer, I’m a musician….I’m a pomegranite. The rest is mostly breath and ashes. ps. Arion – this is all your fault. [disclaimer: it’s just poetry, friends. not reality.]