these thoughts are why i have no friends
Thursday
S.I.T.
S
unflowers die in the purple moon light while I bathe under the midnight sky.
I
'm infatuated by his smile and i can still taste him under my teeth.
T
here is time in Space but I forget about that while I wish away my days.
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