Jaysen Good · Oct 20, 2011
Beneath Me.

The sand settles beneath my feet.

My hands are sweaty.

Its fairly comforting.

The snow settles beneath my feet.

My toes are numb.

It's fairly comforting.

The leaves settle beneath my feet.

My feet are annoyed.

It's fairly comforting.

The concrete does nothing.

It's disgusting.

 
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