One night
I was sitting beside this blatant city
with a hurricane of thoughts
fucking my mind,
hovering like vultures.
One night
I was dreaming inside the yellow roomwith no thoughts-
thoughts i wished would linger
like scents of blossom in the air,
there was nothing,
there was nothing,
only
YOU!
Assumption
3:43:00 PM |
Classification:
Ergo Propter hoc
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