“The truth is that we live out our lives putting off all that can be put off; perhaps we all know deep down that we are immortal and that sooner or later all men will do and know all things.”
Were countless hours of pity like a blanket
that covered up the daylight from your soul?
the loving you laters, if at all …
I’m queen of attention to details,
defending intentions if he fails
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