Echoes
I fall asleep in clouds of snow white and baby blue
I stand tall in the middle of nowhere if only you knew
I call out to you - echoes protrude through the air
Despair filters through the darksome atmosphere
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2017
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