plastic planet
I like sunsets
a golden calling end to a wintry day
a winter day like this
and the clouds look like clawmarks in the sky
no matter the day
it always ends beautifully
even with you far away
forgetting the golden color of our skin as we kissed goodbye
“and the clouds look like clawmarks in the sky” they look like clawmarks because we’re trying to get out.
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