fullstack · songwriter
welcome to my small piece of the internet
Fresh marks from the wall, lens, screen, and speakers.
“A grape once called a stranger a friend, so fragile and so brave Baffled as the friend was, a quiet miracle it was A season slipped away like the ghost town in his mind”
a stranger and a grape
“I’ll stay away, Gone to another place, Far away from home,”
belong
We are now in a very awkward position You were just here with all your inhibitions Middle of the night, you left; I cried in my dreams
The mornings feel a little colder Since the day you went away Your laughter still echoes softly
