3 AM,
Spanish Town
Under the silhouette
of the Capitol building
I sit in front of the old
shoppe as two lovers
**** in a red pick-up
truck behind me.
I wonder what lies
they tell each other
pretending they are
immortal.
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
3 AM,
Spanish Town
Under the silhouette
of the Capitol building
I sit in front of the old
shoppe as two lovers
**** in a red pick-up
truck behind me.
I wonder what lies
they tell each other
pretending they are
immortal.
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