all the very best of us
“all the very best of us” by thisistedwells
warm sheets and cold coffee, speak your sins, describe your dreams.
i would see my indulgence in the soft white effulgence
but you don't haunt me like you used to, you don't carry the same kind of grace
i'm walking through the shade of a thousand poplar trees as i deviate
today i made some money and my favorite show's on tv,
there's error in everything
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