Twilight

by resisting reason   Aug 12, 2007


Its beautiful
the rolling hills and mountain range
years go by but they remain unchanged
its strange, we're all so much different
but everything is the same
a twilit sky so memorizing and calm
everyone sits and stares
its getting late, but no one seems to care
they're just enjoying the violet sky
each one of them with a glimmer of peace in their eyes
so many problems
they're just trying to escape
and what a perfect place
to feel alive, hear in the twilight

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