Restricted by ritual I burst through the door run screaming down the hallsrebellion escaping my lungs You meet me(I love this about you)ready to string together an escapadestrung with the silliest schemes ever suggested And we run wild dash double-speed down old streetsknowing time is short and laughter is needed A smirk A snort A quip An expletive (you’re so freaking funny)AnContinueContinue reading “Frivolous “
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