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September Dewdrops

Pass a million cars on my way Back to the small room that I called my home Getting stuck in traffic physically and mentally So fast and alone Little dusky dewdrops cascading upon all my memories Of that year Back when I'd get stuck in traffic Just to help you relieve of all your fears Hey, you're fine Come sit along with me in my room Crank your 3DS speakers Our hunt began You'd hold me close and we'd melt down to Our tender bases then Brightly shining summer sun illuminating pages That were so rare Recommend me favorite teas and offer me some prime loose leaf To warm our air Weighed down by my laptop bag for some useless class I'd drop anyway Hear the legends singing things I still haven't forgotten Unto this day Hey, I'm fine My room's been empty ever since then Except for your memory I relived Every time I'd need some fuel To help me make it through the cold nights Slaying chaos druids on my seventh cup of coffee Outside, there's snow Cold December raindrops clinging to my windowsill That we used to know I remember the frosty zephyrs and how we'd crack it open To breathe deeply Smell the frost of Winter, cooling skin and warming hearts As you'd cling to me It was never fine You know it died when we first gave up Buried in a cemetery Built for pets You came to tear out my Achilles And you knew that I would let you then Here alone in my room nearly one thousand days later And still thinking Not about returning but just joy I felt back then Dangled from a string We're both living our best lives and cursing each other Unto this day I know that I once loved you but it's not the case anymore I can safely say Hey, I'm fine Drinking fresh September dewdrops Getting drunk on nostalgia I don't mind The memory of you and me Doesn't burn anyway anymore So, it's fine A thousand days have passed and I'm alive Drunk but feeling sober I'm alright More dusky drive than winter traffic I've already rolled back home now.

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