The water was still
And the skies were clear and blue
When it went over
A bruised heart over the rails
Lost to the Siren's soft song
Tag: addiction
2023.10
They live in darkness
Just don't lose yourself, ok?
When you follow them
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Coffee
I remember what it used to smell like.
My dad would reek of the stuff.
It was as though he bathed in it.
The fumes must have been capable of permeating skin.
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