|with this city
Author: softersin PM
casualities are threaded in our sheetsRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 151 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 10-28-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2735700
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i'd say i was surprised but i saw this coming from a mile
away. the air got caught in my throat and i guess the words
made it hard to breathe. these chapped lips have been
sucked dry but you say you're better off dead- call me when
you're ready. truth is, i've ran for miles trying to catch myself,
trying to remember what it was like when love meant sappy
letters and we were to shy to hug. all these sides you've been
on and you say not one of them were the least bit greener.
the weather man exclaims 'if you liked today, you'll love tomorrow'
yet all i can do is hope that the sun remembers to shine on
my side of town tomorrow-
the rain is threatening and we don't dance anymore.
a/n: crazy boy, what happened to us?