red wraps around a face,
perhaps I was too afraid to believe,
naive.
the sun shaded by the earth,
shoelaces flail in the wind,
fallen.
interesting how the sirens ring,
stowed in a pocket,
concrete.
Don't want to see you floating upside down.
red wraps around a face,
perhaps I was too afraid to believe,
naive.
the sun shaded by the earth,
shoelaces flail in the wind,
fallen.
interesting how the sirens ring,
stowed in a pocket,
concrete.
Posted by M at 15:38
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