A Tuesday
My heart felt wrong
when I awoke
I chose to lay still
and listen
The dark and the cold
touched my nose
I know I have to leave
I have a list
of things to do
as long as my arm
synchronize our wristwatches
on my mark
when I awoke
I chose to lay still
and listen
The dark and the cold
touched my nose
I know I have to leave
I have a list
of things to do
as long as my arm
synchronize our wristwatches
on my mark
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