10:27, I Do Not Believe In
It was when she was in the
hospital, dying and frail.
I drove around, aimlessly,
and scared, finding sense
in windows and walls.
Nothing can comfort you
when there is no where
to go.
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10:27, I Do Not Believe In
It was when she was in the hospital, dying and frail. I drove around, aimlessly, and scared, finding sense in windows and walls. Nothing can comfort you when there is no where to go.
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