Hearts are trampled by and by
Lost looks go searching for lost loves
There’s nothing special here
Long thoughts and short lives
Descending riffs rush by every day
There’s nothing special here
High times never made it through
The door stays shut as often as not
Slumped shouldered fools look down
There’s nothing special here
Just lost souls and hazy minds
There’s nothing special here
Arthur: Self
1 comment:
I like this post because there really isn't anything special about Juneau. Your friends, family, and everything else makes up for it making Juneau unforgettable.
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