No seconds by Henry Hargreaves.
Recreated photographs of last meals.
(*) The Only Magic Left is Art: A Stupid Little Part of Me That Will Not Die ↘
I guess if I were a better man
I would cross all the useless miles
from here to wherever it is you are
and it wouldn’t matter
what you were doing or who you were
doing it with
I would find you and I would tear
my dumb heart from my dumb
chest and I would place it…
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