Written by Emily Harstone | November 2, 2016
Where is he? No one knows.
Never to be heard from again.
The rapture came before spring’s thaw.
I can’t get up this time.
Life ahead: leave all things behind.
They only found his abandoned bike.
Cold world makes a lost soul
Abandoned adventures for whitest light flights.
She would live to regret leaving.
All that’s left of my journey…..
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Where is he? No one knows.
Never to be heard from again.
The rapture came before spring’s thaw.
I can’t get up this time.
Life ahead: leave all things behind.
They only found his abandoned bike.
Cold world makes a lost soul
Abandoned adventures for whitest light flights.
She would live to regret leaving.
All that’s left of my journey…..