luule
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Cloudy skies,
shine,
in colour,
gray and mellow,
wonderful.
Autumn sounds,
scream,
like sirens,
seem to stay,
insane.
Hollow me,
aching,
await death,
quick route out,
finally.
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