mr. subdolous

collection of a 17-year-old's angst; findings of lyrics, quotes, and photography; and a bit of wisdom, pain, and joy.

An Unsweetened Summer

You clutched onto me like I was The One
And still I couldn’t contrive the worst had yet begun.
Your touch made me feel electric and alive,
And when I was without you I couldn’t survive.

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