Creepers & the end of the world

suddenly it hits me,
like a cold bullet dipped in
watermelon ice cream
numb & sweet,
and the pain comes slow.
I had to hear this album, cruel summer.
creepers plays as I type this,
I remember all my mistakes, all my glory then.
I won’t say my age cause I want to be more like Prince, which
means more like me,
but it was so long ago when I felt free, when I
felt you.

remember in 2012 they said the world was gonna end?

maybe mine did, and this is all just a dream after death.


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