HEADING SOUTH

Sometimes I’d try to picture the roads we didn’t go down. I know you denied me Graceland but you got us lost in so many beautiful and desolate places. I didn’t know how much you hurt, my pain was paramount and seething. I took a picture of you in the foreground of two mountain’s that you thought looked like tit’s (they did look like tit’s).

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