my troubles could dissipate slower than the rate of your breakage.
for i have found comfort in the words of mouths familiar
other than your love.
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ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
comfort
my troubles could dissipate slower than the rate of your breakage.
for i have found comfort in the words of mouths familiar
other than your love.