By Connor MacDonald
Scrolling
And Scrolling
Hoping to find something
Somebody
Two lonely hearts
As if I’m only parts
Of Myself.
Under the moonlight
Pretending to be somebody
Could we possibly unite?
Reconciling two parts
Of Myself.
I’m gone again
Retreating with lips that abstain
Telling myself I’ll be different
But I’ll always be inconsiderate
Of Myself.
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