What colour room?
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
Fraught with inelegance, this blog will promote idiosyncracies beyond the seventh degree of wisdom.
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
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09:19
5 comments:
cream?
I'm gonna have to run that past the wife tonight.
ghost: yes
bb: good luck!
good music, that.
my room's yellow
blue.
everything's blue in this world. the deepest shade of mushroom blue. all fuzzy. spilling out of my head.
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