you a house, me wyoming

stored heaven, crowded.
where u at?
a tear shed.
I found you at the end
of the tunnel.
you vanish for a moment, i feel scared.

i'd hold a place in a queue for you, as you're gone.
time flows slow,
I look for you everywhere my glance goes.
it's too late and it shows.

i would follow wherever you're going.
you're a house, i'm wyoming.


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