Poetry Blog by The Black Bile (Blue)

And Now She Hides Behind Her Hair Out Here.
And Now We All Know Why, 
What’s Brought Them Here.
Young Scavengers Upon The Road
With A Plan Diabolical.
He Walks Fast, Stays Up Ahead.
She Holds Back, Just Like He Said.
Far Out And Way Down 
A Ways Down A Dirt Road,
With Wind-Chills Far Beyond Old.
But Won’t They Ever Notice 
How This Came To Be?
They Hide-Out On The Inside,
And Now We A...

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