Our corner in the driveway
Sat watching the highway
The little lights that passed
If only it could last
No contenplation
It was our little space station
Lets call it an ace
We'll fly to outer space
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Chronicles Of Midnight
PoetryComposed of poetry and ideas and scenes from short stories that I probably wont write. A bunch of thoughts that might or might not make sense. #unorganized It gets better the further you read, so just keep reading or skip a few. Me.
