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"dear newt,
there’s lace in the trees these days
and they tell me this is spring.
remember when we always remembered spring?
you’d grin and talk about budding trees and
glare at ours, the deadheads never changed to
spring, to lace in the trees but newt,
there’s glass in my chest, newt,
you never got to see spring.

dear newt,
i’m sorry i never got to show you spring."
now i can’t even see your smile (e.p.)
posted 6 years ago with 313 notes — reblog
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tmr newt shit this hurts so much
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