I admit
I need a fix,
an addict
to change.
Stifling air
still impairs
my ability
to blame.
Swiftly on
Autumn dawn,
repair me.
All the while
I hide in guile,
repair me.
I need a fix,
an addict
to change.
Stifling air
still impairs
my ability
to blame.
Swiftly on
Autumn dawn,
repair me.
All the while
I hide in guile,
repair me.
beautiful and honest, in your usual style. i will miss you, and already do.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant. Never heard someone say change addiction before, but it's incredibly true of both you and I.
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