Autograph
(lastwinter)
We're losing our sense of direction
Will this oxygen last forever
From now on
Your autograph
Will be signed
With broken hearts
You'll never
Be the one to
Leave this world
Better than you found it
Still we wait
Every night
For a change
Now we're lost inside
Of an echo
Waiting
You take all of beauty
You stuff it in a pill and you swallow
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