Oct 2012
Before I met you,
I could look up
towards the sky
and see the
possibilities
in the spaces
kept between
the stars
now, all I see is the
loneliness in the
shadows
streched in between
them.
I could look up
towards the sky
and see the
possibilities
in the spaces
kept between
the stars
now, all I see is the
loneliness in the
shadows
streched in between
them.
(California)
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