drizzly new york city
- Riley Farmery
- Feb 6, 2014
- 1 min read
Updated: May 13, 2022
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Leather jacket and wet sidewalks, Leaves lay motionless on the pavement, Trampled under my echoing boots, Trying not to slip, Off the edge of exhaustion, Not knowing what lays ahead On this dark, drizzling path, Picturing the face so far away from mine. I wish I knew what to tell you (or say to you?), To speak the right words, Like I once did (or used to?), But words left unsaid Float above our heads, Like clouds of air With every breath we exhale.
-Riley Quinn Farmery
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