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it feels like i woke up to winter in one day,
and the summer had ended faster than the last fling i fell into.
all the days just seemed to bleed into eachother, nameless and nondescript.
this time i saved no souvenirs, no pictures to paste up on the wall.
leaving loose ends untied, nothing will outlast the season.
when i remember this time, i will see it through a film,
hazy like a dream or a fever, likes someones face seen from underwater.
and the summer had ended faster than the last fling i fell into.
all the days just seemed to bleed into eachother, nameless and nondescript.
this time i saved no souvenirs, no pictures to paste up on the wall.
leaving loose ends untied, nothing will outlast the season.
when i remember this time, i will see it through a film,
hazy like a dream or a fever, likes someones face seen from underwater.