Vesper 4A Poem by Saint No-OnePart 4 of 5IV Metaphors about light are all well and good. I could say that we fizzled out, like a hurricane-lamp in a rainstorm. But to be honest, I just don't love you anymore.
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StatsAuthorSaint No-OneMadera, CAAboutI am an artist, but my mind doesn't work the way I want it to. One day I'll be, washing myself with handsoap in a public bathroom, thinking how did I get here? Where the hell am I? more..Writing
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