The Day
its silence then a slice of warm gaze comes over the ridge of our view the nights shades slowly change and become bloodstained and peachy the warmth grows and quickly engulfs the sky it streaking in every direction spreading its warmth with everyone a new day has come once more
Copyright © Once Was | Year Posted 2013
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