17:50
I'm tired of death Like 16:30 in a crack house Yellow, fading light of dusk coming Cigarette burnt lace curtains I'm tired of life Lungs filled with ash and dust Reflected life in…
Journal
#the-past
3 entries tagged “the-past”.
22:47
She stood there, and looked at him, with so much time that had passed between them. She asked; "do you ever regret us?" "Only when I think of it." He replied. <span id="selectionBo…
Cobblestones
She came in with the snow In jeans and a pair of grey boots At a place called cobblestones She left in a floral blouse In summer wearing sandals When she walked out of my house Do…