under this suburban sky
some write on silly wrong lines
and then they cry about the ink that they deny
as a child not theirs
under this grey suburban sky
if you choose not to have hope
the engraved words, as already dead, you will never
ever erase again
Marco Bo
some write on silly wrong lines
and then they cry about the ink that they deny
as a child not theirs
under this grey suburban sky
if you choose not to have hope
the engraved words, as already dead, you will never
ever erase again
Marco Bo
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