When the jigg is up
What do yuo do when lightning strikes, and you never wake up. What do you do when the moon is up, but you can not stand up. What do you do when the fright is in your veins, and you can not stop thinking about the dark valley down below. What do you do when the cold start to creep in on your skin, when you have no home.
Whaat do you do when the only witness of your being, is the man in the moon looking down. What do you do when you realize that you have reach your end station, and the jigg is up. What do you do when the snow is coming closer, in the distance, unavoidable. What do you do when the first flakes hit your nose, stinging your skin, waking you up, like a slap in your face, alearting you that the time has come. What do you do, when even the moon is hidden behind snowy clouds, and your shoes have holes.
...
You walk.
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Postat av: hanna
JAG BEHÖVER DIG. var är du? åh jag hoppas med hela mitt inre att du får detta. letat så febrilt efter en mailadress till dig, men det ekar tomt. var är du kära hjärta, jag saknar dig. du fattas mig.
maila mig! [email protected]
miss you.
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