Jan 2018
And at the end of the day
Surrounded by faint green walls
I’m sad we aren’t talking
And that you seem to have chosen
To let me pass you
On by.
Surrounded by faint green walls
I’m sad we aren’t talking
And that you seem to have chosen
To let me pass you
On by.
(Los Angeles, CA)
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