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[hipparchia]

...And that was the last bit of warmth i will ever feel
All those oleander dream kisses
I've so longed for
Crushed like cicada shells
Beneath careless feet
And that was the last bit of warmth i will ever feel
That was the end
Tomorrow is a dead worm
Shriveled on the sidewalk
And that was the last bit of warmth i will ever feel
Outside of my dreams
Of you
Of you
Of only you
Casting away all my naive hope,
A shiveled sidewalk worm i become
My tomorrow has been swallowed up
And that
Was the last bit of warmth
I will ever
feel