I am left in Augusts’ dust
Watching the horizon
Swallow summer.
I’m lynched by the
Loops of road and distance
That forever stained me.
Take me back to
The shade of grey,
Or bring me to a place
Of peace.
Watching the horizon
Swallow summer.
I’m lynched by the
Loops of road and distance
That forever stained me.
Take me back to
The shade of grey,
Or bring me to a place
Of peace.
brax34
HolesInTheHeart
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