sunflower_____

sat listening to th e rain beating down against me bedroom window. my head still spinning, and visions from reading wuthering heights. somewhere out there Cathy is walking the streets shouting me name, up and down the streets of Leeds, behind the corn exchange, stumbilin up Briggate. Can't hear her
can't find her.
maybe she's too far in the past, and i can't see thru...
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the north beckons, like the cold dark moors always do. and when the moors beckon i will always follow, and so back to leeds i go. not sure what i'm going back to, only what i'm running away from.
sometimes though all you can do is to run away, back to where friends are and so i can curl up in front of the fire,...
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well its nearly midnight, somewhere somebody will be falling into bed with someone they just met, there dreams come true, maybe just for this one night, their eyes wide and fingers searching. Elsewhere someones heart is breaking, sobbing alone into the night. Somewhere bombs will be dropped and childeren will die.
Sometimes its all too much.
Me i'm just trying to keep things together, searching...
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