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The July is a Nimrod

by circasurvive

While we walk under sheets of rain No words hanging between us Do not think this is serene Every drip hit and crack detritus While we walk under shades of hemlocks Capsized in escaping rays Never step on droughts They don't belong in the phrase While we say this gonna last But do not even try Never let tears fall onto grass You know why we don't take up fights While we're stuck in blank I promised you won't slip And I went down in a bang Just before a deer could leap
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Nov 14, 2014
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He is. He is.

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