9/13/97
9/13/97
Today I cracked a smile
But I think that it cracked me instead
I’m afraid what I left behind
I thought was waiting up ahead
That sun that’s coming down
Is beating on some waiting skin
That is stretched across my hands
That are up picking up to start again
Today I cracked a smile
But I think that it cracked me instead
I’m afraid what I left behind
I thought was waiting up ahead
That sun that’s coming down
Is beating on some waiting skin
That is stretched across my hands
That are up picking up to start again
posted by KELLY FRAZIER at 2:27 PM
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