Saturday, April 11, 2015

people

people are people
seven billion people
but
you're the one 
in seven billion
people are people 
but 
you're the smoke from the campfire
that doesn't go away
it hangs in your hair
seeps into your skull
slowly making its way to your soul
because
people are people 
but
you're the one 
seeping into my soul
only to slowly disappear 
disappear
disappear to come back
back
you came back
 because 
people are people 


3 comments:

  1. This took me back to summer nights and star gazing and camping and it was nice to escape for a minute. Thanks.

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  2. "you're the smoke from the campfire that doesn't go away
    it hangs in your hair, seeps into your skull
    slowly making its way to your soul"

    I hear this. People are people.

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  3. Woah woah woah. This. This is great.

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