Sunday 16 November 2014

A little stream-of-conciousness



Purple skys 
Behind a wall of darkness
They hide behind a cloud
seeking love
But they forget to look left
or right
just straight
I can see the end
as it begins
Rain.

They don't want to wait anymore.
I pass by.
We're burning it down
Down.
This beat!

Don't hide.
Just run.
Dare to dream.




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