late june, it is a darker green,
jasmine climbs the window,
storms brew, we are older now.
we have watched the house,
is he leaving now? is this that darker
place?
plans for the forest fell apart, with apathy,
lack of repellant. we will try again,
tonight.
it is a darker place.
sbm.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
late june, it is a darker green,
jasmine climbs the window,
storms brew, we are older now.
we have watched the house,
is he leaving now? is this that darker
place?
plans for the forest fell apart, with apathy,
lack of repellant. we will try again,
tonight.
it is a darker place.
sbm.
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