2012
03.27
03.27
Wilderness
The worst has passed,
The streets survive,
Through the fog, In the darkness
You were there tonight.
It’s good to have
You back again.
Let it hurt, Let it hurt
So I feel Something.
Our hands pressed up
To meet the glass,
But our fingertips
Will never touch
© 2012 The Doppler Shift
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