Sunday 5 October 2014

the moving on routine

An invisible blanket ...
I peek thru..
it's ur world this time.
.I sneak thru..

The sun's not burnt down..
The grass is still green..
Little Lily in my eyes..
D same old dream..

You're still here..
My darling..
Y still here..

Go.



World churns ..
D blanket burns..


People get over things.. C'mon I wouldnt do so badly..

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