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when we were full of ourselves
back when we met, under our breath at the piano, who knew we’d be brothers back when we met, you at the piano, fugues in your hands, who knew? i thought you were full of yourselves. who knew i was too full of fire, full of emptiness—flames with nothing to burn, i consumed myself. there […]
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Lend Me Your Ears
Golly, gee, oh woah was me, before I found your pages. You wrote a love story with yourself and it’s one for the ages. This light of mine brought it in time, when I needed it most. You saved me from just killing time–from living as a ghost