listening to old love songs to feel something more
thinning of my soul
this dissolution into dust
minutes grow long as years go by in a blink
My soul feels crinkly
like used cellophane
wrinkled and stained
"We're caught in a trap,"
elvis screams "I can't walk out,
because I love you too much baby."
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