Wednesday 29 January 2020

Naeve

Look up passed the road, try to look kind, a smile in your bones, the stars show the way, a cold white light, you're back here to stay, no need for a loan, you've walked the miles, what you don't own, there’ll be no claims, your face alive, you know what to save, through broken windows, your face ashine, for that other show, future days, won't burn out the fire, from being away, so there you go, you're home this time, before the cock crows, no longer a child.

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