Newly
I stared at you
You said nothing
Your face said it all
One million times over
Your past
The worst parts are fading
At least that’d be my wish
You’re a light
In a truly narrow channel
You’re a glove
Either ready to slap
Or ready
To put a cold hand in
We’ve come far
Although we really don’t see enough of each other
The world sees more of us
Than we do
I guess that’s what happens with the newly star cross’d
- Bran.
About Me
- Bran.
- Building up from most disasters takes a lot of time. That's where I am now... it's kind of cool when you feel like a sports team in the rebuilding phase.
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