"The water soaks into rocks
that fell at the bottom of the road (At the end of the town.)
The town that we lived in.
The memories shaken apart from the weeds that grow


Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Like the time we thought was made for you."

20.11.14 22:01
Letzte Einträge: 2.Juni.2014, 21.Dezember.2014
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