It's all gravity...
The answers I keep looking for,in
The troubled waves,of your hair...
The tears,blackened,in
The dried kohl of your eyes...
The paradigm of a desire,in
The vapour,of a shared cigarette...
The untold,accustomed fiction,in
The unfinished smile,carrying you...
Of gravity.....
The answers I keep looking for,in
The troubled waves,of your hair...
The tears,blackened,in
The dried kohl of your eyes...
The paradigm of a desire,in
The vapour,of a shared cigarette...
The untold,accustomed fiction,in
The unfinished smile,carrying you...
Of gravity.....
gravity does make us more concerned for and existence of some people more important to us.
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