night
Darkness is swept in with the windLike mama sweeping her broom along the cobblestone
As the leaves and dust go rushing and tumbling away
The clouds stumble over themselves to welcome the night
posted by Unknown @ 12:32 AM
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Like mama sweeping her broom along the cobblestone
As the leaves and dust go rushing and tumbling away
The clouds stumble over themselves to welcome the night
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