• nightwriter_i 42w

    When I won't be able to write
    I'll write about not being able to write.

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    Coldplay.

    If I tell you that I admire, would you not use me to fight your demons?

    I don't know for how long my desires would boil down on a piece of paper
    Starting on a curve
    Ending with a dot.

    The city passes past my eyes
    in a whiff
    Just to stop and look at you
    but just to look at you
    and nothing more.

    For what is present
    Might be future too
    but who knows?

    Smile departs at the curve
    of this road.
    A step towards is a step away.

    If I tell you that I admire, and if you admire me too, would you not use me to fight yourself?

    I don't know for how long my desires
    would boil down as words
    And just as words.


    ©nightwriter_i