Small Brown Bike

No Place Like You


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Sitting on a cold wall I can feel the wind penetrate this thin blue coat. just enough to give me comfort that I so very need just enough to keep my mind warm. I breathe. I want to scream. I want to bleed these last few weeks I wish that I was home. the comfort of that place just seems so far from here. I wish that I had you. we could be just anywhere and id still have you near. id still have you here. sitting on a hard floor I can smell the smoke coming from your thin black lungs. reminds me why I hate this city and the people in between. reminds me why I slept in the back seat.