Cut me into a nice new groove,
how are your socks?
how are your shoes?
You fall through thoughts as a lonely dove does.
Much like the rose that was not red
or the dog that never wants to be fed.
Finding anicent springs of hold land beauty.
These places succumb to a mind only so bold
take out my hands, they're yours to hold.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 3:50 PM UTC
Cut me into a nice new groove,
how are your socks?
how are your shoes?
You fall through thoughts as a lonely dove does.
Much like the rose that was not red
or the dog that never wants to be fed.
Finding anicent springs of hold land beauty.
These places succumb to a mind only so bold
take out my hands, they're yours to hold.
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