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Mar 2015
The starry nights,
the cities miss out on these things.
The peace, the kindness , and you
Oh hell yes you
The red stop light pierces the darkness
It cuts deep from the Loneliness of the night lights insomniacs stare at
The stars that we gazed upon were starting to melt into your irises
The red sparks to green.
Green reminds us that we need to get up and go
To shut up and drive away
Away from the harsh reality like
Just like a birds
We will fly in your truck
But occasionally we will stop at stare at the irises that makes gods jealous
God called he asked for the galaxy back
I told him you can't take her eyes
Because they show me how life works
Like the instructions in a Lego set.
I wanna build temples made with blankets
And pillows
Things that we did when we 8 and didn't discriminate.
Let's stop this car
So I can write a novel on how god fit the. Universe in your eyes.
Jason Cirkovic
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Jason Cirkovic  27/M/Colorado
(27/M/Colorado)   
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