No Catcher In The Rye
John Ralston
Black days,
white nights,
nothing hurts when you’re anaesthetized.
Blue skies,
suicide,
maybe there’s no catcher in the rye
white nights,
nothing hurts when you’re anaesthetized.
Blue skies,
suicide,
maybe there’s no catcher in the rye
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