Non existent smile under the distance of the dusty moon,
shook like a tremor before the sun's blues.
Wind passed by like a bus operator,
softened tension like droopy rain.
The road blisters pacifistic valleys.
It smothers her beautiful voice
Like static radio in deep water.
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
Non existent smile under the distance of the dusty moon,
shook like a tremor before the sun's blues.
Wind passed by like a bus operator,
softened tension like droopy rain.
The road blisters pacifistic valleys.
It smothers her beautiful voice
Like static radio in deep water.
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