"May we stay lost on our way home?"- c'mon by P!ATD
We wander through the winding twisting streets
I don't care where we are
We have no plan as to where we will go
We don't need one anyway
You walk along beside me, I feel safe
I notice no-one else
I don't need money to enjoy myself
As long as you are here
We talk about how others might perceive us
We don't care what they think
We are lost in the streets of this small town
A world of our own, to us.
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Pulvis et Umbra
Poetrywe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
