Aug 2015
And there we were drinking in the stars,
syllables, rhyme & reason, sweet nothings
burning down
our tongues and throats;
a wisp of an inferno.
The sun rise was our full-stop.
syllables, rhyme & reason, sweet nothings
burning down
our tongues and throats;
a wisp of an inferno.
The sun rise was our full-stop.
Hihi you!
Chin up. Come on, you've got this.
(Everything else in my book is all way too blue right now. Sometimes one has to write a little yellow sunshine.)
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Chin up. Come on, you've got this.
(Everything else in my book is all way too blue right now. Sometimes one has to write a little yellow sunshine.)
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