Rain drops fell as i stood under a dim street light smoking my ciggerette.
Intoxicated the city streets come to a freeze. hearing those peaceful raindrops
smashing on the wet streets, and for a moment everything was cool, clam and
I relaized I will be okey. And then reality kicked back In.
1 comment:
You will always be Ok.
Cause you are Too Cool.
Right?
Rock on!
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