Sunday, February 7, 2010

Holding hands for life death situations

The grey sky sends me smiles

Young handsome men
with their adorable counterparts
dressed for a night of street lights and warm air

Untold stories
Those who die young are blessed
There is no tragedy
only beauty

I've filled the cup that is my heart to the top
And I've poured it down your blouse
So when you wear your stained shirt
You will always remember
How cold and awkward it was
When I sold you my love for a kiss
With the rebate of your love

You've resurrected these dusty veins
Ignited my flame
You caught me off guard
Thank god I couldn't defend

I keep my memories of you in a desk
I've drawn out our nights in a book

Let's get out of here
Let's go somewhere
See how far this half tank takes us
See how long these cigarettes last

I want to spin this way forever
The way I spin with you
I want the breathe for ever
The air I breathe for you

I lay awake under tangeled covers
Laughing about your sweet voice

I hope we can be one, one day
Although we are everytime our tongues meet

I drop you off
Regretting every second of it
What a horrible crime scene
We're both killing eachother
I love her more then I hate myself
It's beautiful.

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