books
surrounded by books
and here are the pounding heartbeats
of students marching
away
they melt off the windshield like
frozen snow, they
curse, they complain,
but they all just... go...
in the end, i wait
wait for my escape
crushed by the bulging masses
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I used to listen to it all the time..
I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.
2 comments:
i like it and the snow melting is cool, i can relate to that. but it's the windshield, there's no snow ever on the dashboard lol. but ya that's crazy to imagine all the hearts beating inside EPHS. and how they all complain but comply, you captured it well.
damn you're right. i always get those mixed up.
stop being right! maybe i won't change it... i haven't decided
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