Mar 2013
Birds will sing, but I don't really feel a thing.
© Amara Pendergraft 2013
Spring is coming.
Spring is stamped with memories.
Fixed points sharp as knives.
The boy scouts said be prepared, but I never listened.
And now I'm here, numb and waiting for each pin *****.
Spring is coming.
Spring is stamped with memories.
Fixed points sharp as knives.
The boy scouts said be prepared, but I never listened.
And now I'm here, numb and waiting for each pin *****.
