in the night that follows,
sleeping is the loneliest thing in the world.
because instead of you keeping me warm,
it's my sunburn.
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an ode to the hopeless, these are for you
Poetrya collection of poetry meant to aid your path to healing, and also some insight into my mind. enjoy
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in the night that follows,
sleeping is the loneliest thing in the world.
because instead of you keeping me warm,
it's my sunburn.
