| And remember that the earth enlightens to feel the touch of your bare feet, and the wind longs to play with your hair... |


SkeletonsAs the birds fly south,Skeletons
and the air turns cold as I. She blows the leaves off
The street, is lined
with skeletons, is barren. Inside sipping drinks.
Mother nature sits laughing at our attempts. To warm ourselves.
Certain people hear her. They laugh themselves to death. Few more skeletons,
for the street won't hurt. The bones decorate the street, with an eerie fun.
| And remember that the earth enlightens to feel the touch of your bare feet, and the wind longs to play with your hair... |
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thank you
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Because i don't wanna make you feel bad
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Love is love...
♀♀ ♀♂ ♂♂
Nothing is more beautiful then true love
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