Nov 2016
I saw your face in a crowded place
The rest were just shadows and a blur
Your head carried high
Your wandering eyes
Strangers lips no longer smile
But when I look closely yours were
**DRAFT
The rest were just shadows and a blur
Your head carried high
Your wandering eyes
Strangers lips no longer smile
But when I look closely yours were
**DRAFT
(F/Toronto)
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