when I was a teen
it all came back
The throbbing
The pounding
The moss and the rain
The gush of glittering blood in sun
And a feeling of my lungs expanding
So much life, so much exitement
and so much pain
Last morning Was something so spesial When the sun shone through the window This morning Being something else Clicking open the locks in th...
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