Aug 21, 2010 22:37
it was dusk, I was walking home
making a call with nothing on my mind -
when your smell in the air
sent me very far away and
i forgot who i was and where i am now
the ghosts made my skin crawl
the nostalgia was so tangible
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Anyways, some times it doesn't take any time at all to write a poem about something...especially if you're running with simple ideas.
haha I obviously didn't spend much time on this!
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