solitude
you know, those skeletons
in the closet just waiting
to come out at the worst
possible moment
and ruin your life.
yeah, that happened.
it's been a while,
since then
but their number
has only grown.
one day, I'll find myself
alone with these bony pals,
'cause they're the only ones
who can truly grasp the magnitude
of my mess,
my sins,
my solitude.
and we'll drink whiskey together
and play one last time on my piano,
just as white as their bones.
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Эл Стайнберг 20.02.2024 15:57 Заявить о нарушении
Hugs and kisses)))
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