Dark time

Leaping out of the car, I feel the salty wind hit my face like someone slapped it. 
In a good way if you know what I mean. 
My hood almost covers my eyes, as I stumble over to my haven,
The swing that's waiting, always there for me.
Music that no one knows blasting in my ears, 
My Vans almost kicking the moon.
You don't have to go far to escape. 

 
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emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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