cannot change her mind,
he holds her to her rambling
and ransoms her thoughts.
Thursday, 30 June 2016
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I can hear the train Whistle, and distant rumbling, Makes me feel lonely
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dreams die lazily laying in the fresh mowed lawn reawakening.
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you think i won't leave, your anger like a prison. freedom: happiness