Wednesday, November 16, 2016

a regular stream

We're trapped in a place
Where we don't call the shots
We drift through our days
Before one will kick off
And you'll tell me to come
That you've handled enough
You no longer are strong
I no longer am tough
We are melting together
Filling the void in-between
It runs through the mountains
A regular stream.

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