Relationships
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
The things I wrote to you and about you
Aren't mine anymore
They relocated to a neighborhood
Where all the things we wish were true
Walk the streets with all the things we're glad are not
Ghosts
thoughts you can't quite remember, stuck
almost on the tip of your tongue
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