Spaceman In Arcadia
post-apocalyptic musings from the edge of reality
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
How can I pretend ?
Can't say that I am afraid,
cowering in the shelter
of the stars.
its getting late here,
shadows are long
walking down the road
dirt on fire
where the laughter
is dying
inside my head
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