It'll give you your nights, but the sunlight is never your's here.
I have no idea where I've been
But the idea is fun.
Please forgive me.
I need your attention when your love wanes.
I need your skin when the covers don't amount.
Saying everything right, never doing it though.
Don't let it swallow me.
Dear goodness, don't let this city eat me whole,
If at all.
I forget a lot. I drop the ball. I breathe. Repeat.
Later Days, Longer Nights
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