Mist masking everyone and everything between each streetlight, hopes and fears dancing together like old lovers who know eachothers body like comfortable clockwork, a yellow-fear haze about the sky that protends Mayan apocolypto, but all the little boys and girls welcoming the end like it was salvation, a million skinny branches pleading up to the sky desperately for chaos, an aire of indifference about it all that pervades the sentiment these rainy streets at night were so supposed to be so much colder than they are.. It is a strange night, I guess. m.youtube/watch?v=DiSY6lKPY-o
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 08:00:44 +0000
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