Feb 24, 2009 00:20
These nights alone too dark
Crowded, all too base
And two's no longer a pairing
Nothing but a chase
For him to run and her to be daring;
For love to fantacize and letters to pave
A path that none has stepped
A myth that no one knew the ending to expect
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Flight a mile and two hundred more
Wing a sea and grass green moore
Just for flee
Just for tease.
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Raindrops' deep boom
Kept her awake all night
Every little sound
Reminding her of bites
on her mind
Stains washed by the filthy
Will never be clean again.
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