i've made a home
out of untied shoelaces
in the morning
and crowded bedrooms
filled with smoke
and laughter
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
i've made a home
out of untied shoelaces
in the morning
and crowded bedrooms
filled with smoke
and laughter
i never want to leave it again.
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