Today I killed another of my lovers,
And drove to nowhere in particular
To taste the taste of air
When I am free.
I do it every few years -
It takes an hour or two until
I'm lost among the hills,
Then peace finds me...
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 4:57 AM UTC
Today I killed another of my lovers,
And drove to nowhere in particular
To taste the taste of air
When I am free.
I do it every few years -
It takes an hour or two until
I'm lost among the hills,
Then peace finds me...
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