Smoke Lingers Around Your Fingers

…and you think they’re sad because you’re leaving? But did you see jealousy in the eyes of those you had to leave behind?


I doubt it will be as before, but at times like these even a splinter can seem nirvana. Spring is here and while the bitter cold bites my exposed skin, the snow lies quietly on the lawn before me. Why does the snow have to lie before me? Be honest snow, just be honest.


The days go by without number.

Rock on people!


About Blabpipe

Rock Alternative Band for the Masses - Quite possibly the last Bastion of Hope left in the Galaxy
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