Justine Wallace

Rookie (July 5th,1997 / Fairless Hills, PA)

Our Hands

The hand that rests against your cheek-
That's the hand I want to hold
As the world falls into entropy,
As we live while it grows cold.
Let the walls cave in,
Let the bits be blown apart,
As we watch without a care-
Hand in hand, heart to heart.
Let the sun fade into darkness,

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