open road made for me
then i took a detour to a rest stop
los angeles was so close
this is not about LA
its about how happy nature used to be
no one sleeps.
got a bad desire
then he opens the door
my curiosity urges me
walk in
white down comforter
i shy away from
to a wooden chair
true nature
what is my true nature
reckless
rash decisions
blue carpet
he and i
true nature
idealism
i think the ocean is calling
wash off my soiled body
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