Aug 2014
Eyes open, mouth agape
feeling the sun soak his face
during the bluest of the day
forever wanting only to stay
in this same ******* place
where minds jettison to space
feeling the sun soak his face
during the bluest of the day
forever wanting only to stay
in this same ******* place
where minds jettison to space
(30/M)
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