{m & pen}

writer
And somewhere behind the lids we flutter flirting with dreams of other folks, there is a room that needs sweeping. There in that newly emptied room, you will find the mouth to the road to the rest of your days.

And somewhere behind the lids we flutter flirting with dreams of other folks, there is a room that needs sweeping. There in that newly emptied room, you will find the mouth to the road to the rest of your days.

  1. emilyeshipp posted this