Walking though wet streets I want nothing but the rain with nothing
other than the rain to replace the faces that left me tonight. Another
face from the company that dispersed, I feel hurt I feel free with my
feet in the wet yet there’s something missing. And that’s you. All the
people that you brought to my life, Pandemic, all the trouble and the
wonder that you’ve brought to my life like a supernova fades into the
wet streets tonight as the last of you leaves. Leaves the bar, leaves
the country, leaves me restless lonely and alone. I See you, Pandemic,
now, as all that was.
Company collapse glistens in my 2am haze.
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