the end
the light
the clock
the billowing wind
the raindrops out the window
the spark
the whale
the timeless tale
the longing and the tunnel
even though i
know how it ends
i keep writing
in pen
smudging the ink
on my clothes
like it won't
leave a stain
the hand, the fool
the will-o'-the-wisp
the fall
the stoppage of light
the sign. the ghoul
the big lightning bolt
the scream
the humble abode
i know the end- phoebe bridgers
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