mischiefmaker, luna lovegood, just my hapence- its amazing the talent around here. i really enjoy your poetry and connect to them.
We turn to different places,
To disappear the one we’re in.
We run to opposite
Directions, when not copin.
Run away, run fast.
Run to those dreams
When the facts chasing you.
Run toward tambourines.
Clash, Crash, Clatter.
Which way am I running.
Boom, Bam, Batter.
Which one am I living.