shivers and cold
lonely thoughts and uncoming conversation.
reflecting in my own little corner.
looking for a toehold, a hand, an ear.
writing worthlessly, needlessly to you.
we are all broken,
we are all true.
no captions explinations for you.
nowhere again rings my ear
but unknown a second of voice is all i hear.
i'm sad for you.
but i'm unsure why.
we are all broken
we are all true.........
ramble on..........




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