Mar 2013
Home alone.
Just waiting.
The time passes by so slowly.
The honey suckle burns quick.
And the smoke circles around my mind.
Silence is lingering.
Even my own reflection is lonely.
Come home.
Just waiting.
The time passes by so slowly.
The honey suckle burns quick.
And the smoke circles around my mind.
Silence is lingering.
Even my own reflection is lonely.
Come home.
(the universe)
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