On days when
I feel invinceble
and the ground
seems to cushion
every step i take...
On days when
every exhaled breath
turns out stale venom
and every inhalation
is one of peace
and tranquility...
On days when
every hackneyed phrase
about green field
and blue skies
and sparkling ranbows
seems to come true...
Rest assured, Precious
Even on these days
I miss you.
Scattered
5 months ago
5 of them wept:
Awwwwh..you're so damn cute!
WHERE IS SHE. IS SHE READING THIS.
This makes me want to cry for you.
The imagery is beautiful!
Hey!
Did you hear any of our new stuff?
www.soundcloud.com/dye-corduroy
:P
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