I see the lights
Blurry like cotton ***** on the inky water
The people on the bridge,
Bright like lightning bugs
Following each other like ants
Searching for food.
Are you out there, somewhere,
Searching for me?
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
I see the lights
Blurry like cotton ***** on the inky water
The people on the bridge,
Bright like lightning bugs
Following each other like ants
Searching for food.
Are you out there, somewhere,
Searching for me?
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