Poetry · Writing Emerald Locks April 13, 2018 SamT.Gutierrez Trash fields broken lights burning buildings and the safe is safe. With everything falling apart the green key will always be around in a bank of tragedy. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
