Mar 2017
As a child
Down by the railway sidings
Hidden behind
We watch an ashen man with a painted *****
The silver could feed us for a week
And she laughs as I cry
In the face of youths first love
The vibrating rail
Is an ode to the loveless love
Down by the railway sidings
Hidden behind
We watch an ashen man with a painted *****
The silver could feed us for a week
And she laughs as I cry
In the face of youths first love
The vibrating rail
Is an ode to the loveless love
I thought of an influential writing that outlines the misfortunes of virtue and recalled a time in childhood
We would play amongst freight train lines on a steel mill
Every week an elderly guy would meet a ******* under a bridge and I wondered that at that time the cost of *** outweighed our poverty
We would play amongst freight train lines on a steel mill
Every week an elderly guy would meet a ******* under a bridge and I wondered that at that time the cost of *** outweighed our poverty
