Ryan (prostheticbeing) wrote in seven_shades,
Ryan
prostheticbeing
seven_shades

Fresh out the cranium

You know meekness like your own, small hometown - every turn and direction kept inside instinctual thought, at least until you realize there is something beyond your range of sight other than the same old days and nights, with the same old thoughts - repeated like prayers to be where you are not.
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