Poetry · Writing campfire; October 14, 2019 SamT.Gutierrez i found you, actually you found me wounded on one knee singing the hook of live free, you make fun of my hair i loved your passing trains stories about your loved ones i still do i always will here we are still telling stories 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)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)Like this:Like Loading...