Devious Journal EntryThis harbour town
I listen to its wind as a choir
The shipping forecast is crackling
Like wet wood upon a fire
And time slows and slips away
The tourists come around in May
Till August when the clouds roll in
The pier cracks, the... awnings fade
The Ferris wheel spins slowly in the rain,
The day is gone."
patrick wolf.
Also, may I suggest a friend of mine?
Lordguardian; [link]
Keep up the great work!
One last thing, may you please check out my recent feature?
The feature is of my Favourite Favourites
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(Please, favourite it if you like the work)
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i bleed you in colors of harmony and desire; my song for the troubled
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...una vez soñé que tenia un velero, y en una blanca mañana sobre un profundo oceano dejaba la tierra y no regresaba.
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