head in midnight’s
box of lost and found,
unsure of what i’m
even looking for
i want to wear
something old
to return that
lost feeling of youth
i want to read
an old love letter
to remember the
force of blushing
i want to find
something i’ve forgotten
so this heart can
again be surprised
my passwords have expired,
my keys don’t fit the locks
“... anymore” is becoming
too common a phrase
and this night just
keeps getting darker
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