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I miss her sm…

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Nostalgia

Do you remember, my friend

The long dark summer nights?

The road was infinite and awaited

Our young drunken steps.

Paranoia and laughter

Starry sky above our heads.

Do you remember our red

Bright heated, rebellious hearts?

Just like angels in possession

Of the ultimate truth

We prayed for all the lonely souls

Of our monochrome sin city.

We were winged revolutionaries

With the crimson flower of life

Like a dagger in our beating breasts.

We were so in love, so in love

With blood and flesh, magic and streetlamps.

But no. You don’t remember.

You succumbed to the paradise without exit or end

And you are lost in between dreams of savannah.

You don’t remember, remember.

You can’t remember.

And all I can do,

Is weep.

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Kate MccGwire – Lure (2011)

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𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒚.

𝑫𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝑲𝒉𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒕𝒔𝒐𝒗.

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𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.

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By: 𝑫𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝑲𝒉𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒕𝒔𝒐𝒗

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Lizz Lopez

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Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”

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Duality. 🖤🥀

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Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"