I am the afternoon
summer rain in the middle of June
time forgot me
water skips off mirrored leaves
and father is working late
I'll be home soon
the baby cries
his kisses taste like whisky
the bed sheets are cold
I'am another year old
but no one came
friends don't know my name
stones skip the pond
tick tock tick tock
time forgot me
Bb2015
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
I am the afternoon
summer rain in the middle of June
time forgot me
water skips off mirrored leaves
and father is working late
I'll be home soon
the baby cries
his kisses taste like whisky
the bed sheets are cold
I'am another year old
but no one came
friends don't know my name
stones skip the pond
tick tock tick tock
time forgot me
Bb2015
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