Gone

Emily in trouble
1 min readJun 22, 2020

First, I couldn’t sleep that night when I saw you

You were standing there, in front of me, we met in summer again

The pieces matched this time and the wind was right

We made it and reached the pick together

So relieved, this time

Complete

When you imagine the most beautiful picture

Can you see it too?

I think you knew we could get there

Me and you

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Emily in trouble

True to myself. Underground music and traumas of my life.