| Park that car, drop that phone. |


It wouldn't be so badI'm sitting on the doorsteps, watching the cars go by. I'm inhaling, I'm exhaling and I can see my breath, and I know exactly when I'm catching it; what thoughts are playing through my brain. I'm looking at the sky and it's completely bare, all the geese have gone to where it's warm, but I'm still sitting here; not quite feeling left behind. I want the days to get colder, I want winter to set in but only if you're here. We can bring back to life what the cold destroyed; we can put hope into blues and purples and frost flavored lips. Just press yours to mine and I'll inhale the white mist.It wouldn't be so bad
I'm watching the leafless trees blowing
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This is not a signature.
(get it?! I'm referencing a famous painting! On an ART site! lol!)
I hope you things that interest you.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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