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Slightly inspired from a song by the Beatles.


Walking on glass





She came by the wind
like she could not do anything else
one voice came whispering
through the air

'Ever been in Nebraska?'
She had not ever
but why not lie about it?
It would not hurt

walking on glass as she was
crushed on the floor of Wood
Crying out loud her heart would
if not down along her cheeks

the cat came in through
a bathroom window
lazy as an not working boy
escaped out from school








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Publicerad 2015-07-21 23:56



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