my shoes betrayed me ,
yet i walked all the way to my friend's home,
and when the door came
i returned without
knocking it.
Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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