written march 5th, 2009 10:04-10:12pm, by Amber
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As you tap on my window,
The cool air comes rushing in
Towards my face
Let's escape.
Silent for several minutes
The night sky stretching over us
We sit on the wall.
The sound of rocks
Into the barrel
As we sit side by side
Throwing pebbles.
Walk.
To where it matters.
The view from above.
Beautiful.
Speechless,
Not a word.
Alone at last
Forget the past.
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Posted: 2009-10-03 22:44:17 UTC |
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2009-10-28 21:19:45 | Amber |
thanks =] |