Monday, 23 March 2026

Hadley

Who wants to be free, my lover asks the sky, my hearts hits a key, what's between her and sun, a breeze on the tide, she says we’re not done, my once bright integrity, bends awkward out of shy, hampered by neccesity, the wall of her perfume, makes me want to cry, am I so out of tune, light has its own intensity, leaves no room for sighs, could I just say leave, she'll weep by the ruins, places run out of time, who can speak the truth, everything must die ?

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