Oct 2016
The sun rises,
The sky gets grey.
The internet runs,
The phone dies.
The music blares,
The dark stays.
The shade stays closed,
The door says shut.
There is a reason,
*for everything
The sky gets grey.
The internet runs,
The phone dies.
The music blares,
The dark stays.
The shade stays closed,
The door says shut.
There is a reason,
*for everything
