04-13-2018, 07:06 AM
crazy seasons
i ran out of reasons
to fight.
walking november
for quite a few years,
directions lost sense.
the white out was tempting
with rest, i was ready
to stop but i stumbled
across your traces,
burning themselves in the snow
and soon
it was warm,
we were swimming.
you move me
to summer.
choices are hard again.
i am alive.
i ran out of reasons
to fight.
walking november
for quite a few years,
directions lost sense.
the white out was tempting
with rest, i was ready
to stop but i stumbled
across your traces,
burning themselves in the snow
and soon
it was warm,
we were swimming.
you move me
to summer.
choices are hard again.
i am alive.
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