Rusty Chains
perturbed out of my reverie
i unhinged my mind and took it for a drive
i could barely make out the distant memory
but the yellow touch of its fingers is still,
alive.
perturbed out of my reverie
i unhinged my mind and took it for a drive
i could barely make out the distant memory
but the yellow touch of its fingers is still,
alive.
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There’s just something about this that gives me the chills. Dark side? Dark and light are the same things, to me anyway. Both are nothing without the other. Both are each other.
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