Daylight Machine

Stripmall Architecture

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His hand slid to her knee
She didn't want it there
But was not sure what to say
It was a tricky situation

Hollow hello

Her hand reached out and squeezed
She knew she'd had enough
And as he feel to his knees
She thought about tomorrow

Damn you and your selfishness
Now there's nothing left for us