just an idea, I mean overlooking the overly underestimated boundaries of an under-aged boy's overwhelming experiences. it is, in a sense, overdone.
"This is me and my paranoia and my purity." he said looking over his shoulder.
I was there,
I was there..
just a few years back, we used to be flying over the hills. may be that we are over and so must be the game. things been oversaid. i remember, ridiculously amazing, the way you stare at the clouds over your head..those clouds and I am over you.
me? who?
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