#473

Vote solely on the cover versions, NOT the original songs.

Original artists included for clarification purposes only.

* originally by The Beatles

you only think of me after midnight

the sky plums. smoke blows off the roof of your mouth. it spreads like a hunger pain and tastes like something you almost said. it’s just you and a self-inflicted wound. you and your desire to smother a half-decent heart with silence. you and the touch of a vacant room that could have held us both.

you think of me. my trusting eyes. my willowy voice. sweet lavender skin. you light another cigarette and let it burn.

The twenty first night of

✨ September ✨

No. You don't.

You don't remember. You never made it here. It is still August sixteenth. It always will be.

So, Queen of Geese

How goes the timeloop?

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