some days

Some days

I think about Giacomo Leopardi

and I cry

cause I can be soothed by him

but he couldn’t be soothed by me

and I can’t be soothed by myself

and he couldn’t be soothed by himself

Isn’t this extremely sad?

 

 

 

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