We are a breathing crime, dancing in your backyard, playing with your children, waiting for you to fall asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
PoesíaMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
A breathing crime
We are a breathing crime, dancing in your backyard, playing with your children, waiting for you to fall asleep.
