my mind’s corroded; it is full
of debris left from the last
battle faught in my blue past.
and so i lift my nightly flask,
filling my mind with numb feels.
it takes time, but his word heals.
Luka.
his word heals
my mind’s corroded; it is full
of debris left from the last
battle faught in my blue past.
and so i lift my nightly flask,
filling my mind with numb feels.
it takes time, but his word heals.
Luka.
This is beautiful.
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