these thoughts are why i have no friends
Sunday
sorry i couldn’t tell
which way
we were going
because the road
began to melt
it began to dance
we became one
sorry i couldn’t tell
which way
we were going
because the road
had no lines only
shadows kissing
in the moonlight
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