you expected me
to tell everyone it was the best time of a life this good
it was a cold night that knew no warning
blurry lights
and a cab driver who’d call me crazy
1 a.m.
per.spective
by kristina hansen
by kristina hansen
you expected me
to tell everyone it was the best time of a life this good
it was a cold night that knew no warning
blurry lights
and a cab driver who’d call me crazy
per.spective 
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