Your memory melts
Into overexposed evenings
Spent drowning in gin
But Every time you walk
Through that doorway
I cannot help but see yesterdays
Breaking like restless dawns
Tomorrow is a shadow
This city is a tornado
The horizon is hopeless
Mirrors reflect hell
Memory recognises nothing
I awake from a nightmare
With two options
Stay or go
~Will this turn sweet?
Love,
Digress.
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