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An imperious thirst
A longing it is,
To reach for the moon,
Instead of all the stars,
That have lighted up all my wounds,
And designed my scars.
A longing it is,
To belong to someone ,
To find warm arms,
To keep me safe,
All night long.
A longing it is,
To find the right words,
To write all my poems,
That are not about her.
A longing it is,
To find you again,
In the eyes of some stranger,
Just to let you go, again.
@halfburntcigs
To reach for the moon,
Instead of all the stars,
That have lighted up all my wounds,
And designed my scars.
A longing it is,
To belong to someone ,
To find warm arms,
To keep me safe,
All night long.
A longing it is,
To find the right words,
To write all my poems,
That are not about her.
A longing it is,
To find you again,
In the eyes of some stranger,
Just to let you go, again.
@halfburntcigs
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