poems from years ago.

[__lichtenstein]

i feel as if i'm letting go
your tan, her hate, that face
cant even imagine what went wrong
your changing like the leaves falling further from their trees
and my eyes are burning now.
do you forget the summer?
do you forget the summer?
do you forget the summer?
yeah, lots of growing up to do
lots and lots of growing up.
we sat in that empty living room, do

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[ghfbktdstd]

it's okay princess