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That old road

I had a flashback

Screams of Nervana

They were "those kids"

I was cirgarettles

The smoke blew in my face

I coughed

They exhaled

Silly me

Innocent me

The crazy one

The giraffe

The Ugly

Trapped between to worlds

Spinning out of control

In and out of galaxies

Solar systems

Dying stars

Lies were sweeter

Your just eating galleons of honey

By the third spoonful syrup becomes sickening

Caught in your throat

Run

Hide

Survive

Singing along to Zeppelin

I didn't the words

Laughing to that joke

Why did they notice me

Why was I worthy

To be with the

Poet

Singer

Dreamer

Writer

Lighter

Heartless

Soulless

Fearless

I was the stargazer

Who saw right through them

But loved them anyways

Now I walk this road alone

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Written by
delilah-moon
American
Published
Feb 27, 2014
Lines·Words
42·127
Notes

This is dedicated to the nomad thrill seeking lovers

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