DeathA Poem by Aka.HipsterJust because haven't posted in months
I replaced the handholding and security,
With the warm touch of a full coffee mug, No matter how much I fill my stomach up, I never seemed able to cheer my spirits up, Wrapped the sheets wrinkled with memories, Around my cold corpse to replace his lengthening arms, I should've known distance was coming for us, I felt the wind as it blew in between us, The distance became the friend I found, After not finding you in the bottom of bottles, And I fear to find happy at the bottom of a grave, © 2014 Aka.HipsterAuthor's Note
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