Avair
Mother, Father
Thousands of miles away...Your love hits like a cloud. Well, I doubt I'll last the night this way.If I go to Heaven... I mean, if I go to Hell...It will be on my own terms. Not yours.You made yourself up in ink. But your words are just a list of what you wish to be. You're as real as the ghosts who haunt my dreams...And every bit as disappointing to me.
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