From behind a rainy window
My thoughts turning to the streetlight
I desperately search for you
Eyes skimming beneath the bright
The string connecting us just snapped
Flinging backwards, it stung my face
Wishing you were a chalkboard
and with a swipe you'd be erased
Has anyone ever told you people are real?
Not just pawns in your personal chess game
I hope someday you learn how to feel
So it burns like hell when you go up in a
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4 years ago
That is a pretty heavy wish. I can't think of anyone that I want to go up in flames today.
ReplyDeleteYea, I know. But this is a part of who I was and thus, who I am today. So, gotta share it and not be ashamed of where I've come from.
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