how cold the grass gets and when i lay on it and my cheeks get rosy and icy, i like being on that cold grass by myself. want to take a walk with me in the cold? no takers? its cool , we can still be friends. I will gladly walk til I reach the horizon by myself. I will find nirvana not holding one's hand but by lonesome.
I hope its not too hard to see the stars with all those city lights
About Me
- mariecriedwolf
- miami, Florida, United States
- Not all those who wander are lost.
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