Thursday, April 14, 2022

Done

I'm done picking away at each little thing, every mark on the permanent record. I'm done reading by candlelight, it'll hurt your eyes, if you're not careful. I'm done reaching for the doorknob when it's time to go, I'm done talking to you for hours. I'm crawling out the window. See you later!

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