monday

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this could be the beginning of a lonely day. cold. harshly bright. tired. i think i want too much. wish i could write your name in permanent ink. seeing gray again. it's what you need, it's what i need. seeing gray again.

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i just wrote this in my journal this morning... it wasn't supposed to be a poem but i thought i'd put it up for fun.

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