1. 2 years ago 
   

   ive been dreaming
   about
   ufos.
   where did
   you go?
   i guess you’ve
   grown
   out some
   feathers
   but i somehow
   feel you wither,
   like those
   leaves after summer.
   fuck the traffic
   and those
   crappy flicks
   that make you sick.
   shed me some
   light
   before i start to
   tick.
   the
   weather,
   the weather
   i hope it’s there
   to make you feel
   better.
   don’t cower
   under
   those shadows
   that swallow
   you
   in an utter hollow.
   keep in me your
   thoughts
   and
   i promise
   not to be
   shallow.

   
   - that’s me messing around with lexicons after rendering eight streinous hours at work.

    

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