Old Casettes & Coffee
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Things I have loved I‘m allowed to keep.
The flowers you gave me are rotting, and still I refuse to throw them away.
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully.
They might, so I‘m waiting and staying awake.
Things I have loved I‘m allowed to keep...
I'll never know if I go to sleep.
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