June 09, 2014

I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand...

Got wrong, looked train in eye.
Its hard to love a train.

I felt so sad, so lonesome,
I couldn't find my notebook.

Wrote full sentence sat down.
When train left station, 2 lights

On its behind! - oooohhhhh!
Blue light was my baby,

Red light was my mind....
All true love is in vain.

;-o

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