out doors, by Theresa Thompson Subscribe to rss feed for Theresa Thompson

 out doors u can see the light shining in as bright as a
flashing star at night its so dark and cold as a bold
begining of midnight when you go always bring your stuff 
that you need cause the out doors is where the sun and night
is a part of peace of quiet lighting og the soul the out
doors so good and cool but in the summer is soo bold and
burning hot and as night is a warm staralizing dream of
inalizing the out doors oh out door you can bring so mutch
to me.




       THERESA 
          THOMPSON 
Posted: 2010-03-06 01:59:21 UTC

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