Feb 21, 2003 03:33
last in line of seven straight A's,
if i danced in a mirror would i see your face.
hold my breath and slow my pace,
lose the viens, let my heart race.
a memory whispers day after day,
"grab her gun and run away."
we never sleep,
we are to busy dreaming.
Leave a comment
Comments 51
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment