Longbeach
we were laughing on the street.The cars kept coming and quite conversations passed us
by.The diners were all closing and the bars were just setting up.They gave us a dirty
look but i didnt know because i was content.My thoughts were with you.And in the dusk
and cool nauatical breeze,i breathed you in.Life.Disaster.Hope and
hopelesness.
Copyright © Cory Brosius | Year Posted 2005
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