Mars Is In Venus, I’m Over The Moon, And You’re Always Too Far Away
Posted on October 10, 2018
by noelxedwards
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No respite in highway lines,
only long and lonely roads.
Weals burn frostbit hearts cold,
when love is warm,
and yet the stars
do not align.
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