Round 64, Hour 28
May. 30th, 2015 11:00 pmNight creeps on. Thoughts get deeper, or possible shallower but riffly, as if passing over rapids. Mine look more like puddles at the moment. How about yours?
there's a shadow hanging over me
that ice is slowly melting
tomorrow may rain still
there's a shadow hanging over me
that ice is slowly melting
tomorrow may rain still