{"sf1_id":2142556,"sf2_id":"0mvYAZWe","title":"…hotter…","author":"Jiblits","words":96,"posted_at":"2024-06-06T06:03:14.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2142556-hotter","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/0mvYAZWe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8b/61/8b61a952-b22e-40bf-afb2-4ee00a95478a","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"So again, it begins\n\nThe ol’ summer winds\n\nDrops falling in slow motion from the sky\n\nNever refreshing, \u0026 not known why\n\nEmotions fall silently to the ground\n\nWhispering yesterdays, make almost no sound\u0026nbsp;\n\nI better go inside, away from this all\n\nMental storms make these blurry memories continue to fall\n\nCould of been, would of been, should of been, all now in the past\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt’s the same as always, what couldn’t last\n\nSuch bitter moments unclear\n\nJust left, filled with fear\u0026nbsp;\n\nGone a second too soon\n\nWalls talk quietly, once I’m back in my room"}