Feet sore
Back aches
Mind empty
Muscles begging to stop
The fog creates illusions and false hopes
The mud waiting to trap passerbys
The spitting rain is cold and gentle on our skin.
The thought of a warm shower is the fuel which keeps us going
Back aches
Mind empty
Muscles begging to stop
The fog creates illusions and false hopes
The mud waiting to trap passerbys
The spitting rain is cold and gentle on our skin.
The thought of a warm shower is the fuel which keeps us going
Ahaha, so true. However, it's "passers by" - two words, not one. Just thought I'd point that out ;)
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