![]() inquiring your audacityA Poem by Sage Gabrielle![]() granted, when isn't my sleep schedule fucked up?![]() Why do you leave me Our conversations dragged to this hour. I’m constructing memories of things we never said. I guess we said enough. © 2013 Sage Gabrielle |
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1 Review Added on July 13, 2013 Last Updated on July 13, 2013 Tags: night, conversations, memories Author![]() Sage GabrielleFreeport, NYAboutHi there. Sage here. I'm 18 and soon I'll be living in the Queens area for college as a music education major in the fall. I spend most of my nights burning candles and trying to figure everything.. more..Writing
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