Wednesday, September 21, 2016
The grin on my face.................................
The memory on my head.................................
Killing you killing me.................................
The string between.................................
Connect us.................................
Prison us.................................
Just let it go.................................
Let us fly.................................
To the sky.................................
With the birds.................................
On the clouds.................................
We will build the house there.................................
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