doodling into the walls is the
molten core of my mind..
for the country girl in the city
everything new and strange
To everything that rolled down tears
To every single footstep left behind
Adieus are bid
For every day is a poem..
molten core of my mind..
for the country girl in the city
everything new and strange
To everything that rolled down tears
To every single footstep left behind
Adieus are bid
For every day is a poem..
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