vacant lots,
closed-ended
cul-de-sacs pull heart strings,
nag them.

strange lights, vivid,
pass through tired
ghosts;

i am reminded of
my childhood.

make sure to explain
on terms i can understand.

>>>>
music++ carve your heart out yourself //dashboard confessional

apr�s - vers l'avant

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