imaproudsone:

What speed must I live  to be able to see you again?

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August 5, a Saturday: there’s not a cloud in the sky.
If you pay attention, I’ll say goodbye from the top of a building.
August 3, a Thursday: there’s a scar on my heart,
the sixth scar, shredding it to pieces, breaking everything apart, everything.

August 5: In a sunny, cloudless sky
this is the end already. I see myself spread on the ground.

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Timestamp: 1397873152