every day will be cold
hollow footsteps on frozen,
dead land and i will walk
and walk, and see
and in the night, i will
step into the warmth
it will always feel good
and i will sleep, and sleep
Monday, October 3, 2011
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Short. Simple. Sexy.
ReplyDeleteNothing is static, but that warmth, some days, it's enough.