Tuesday, July 4, 2017


The note is fluttering against the wind
Caught between the pages of the book
It's another scattered letter
Dropped off in the middle of nowhere
Amongst the forgotten books
In the bathroom stall
In the grass where it will fly off
Love me.
Even if only for a second
Tell me I'm pretty
Even if it's a lie
I just want to believe
That this world isn't so horrible


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