joe..

we walked down the rocky road
with grass like angels dancing in the wind
the moment was stuck in time
never to be moved by anything or anyone
the stale taste of fresh air and senic woods
the timing couldnt had been anymore perfect
the air moved our souls, but never our well being
thats when we would know love
thats when we would know peace
thats when we would know truth
in the entiretly of their true meanings





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