thoughts in a poem, but not my own

[slimjim1686]

Goodbye, goodbye, to one place or another,
to every mouth, to every sorrow,
to the insolent moon, to weeks
which wound in the days and disappeared,
goodbye to this voice and that one stained
with amaranth, and goodbye
to the usual bed and plate,
to the twilit setting of all goodbyes,
to the chair that is part of the same twilight,
to the way made by my

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[damnthedreams]

I'm out of credit Jimbo. Give us a call when you have a chance...

S

p.s
Neruda is God

[eurotrash606]

haha, fuck you for taking advantage of my gullibility, jerk.

[slimjim1686]

Its charming, I promise.