Don't pinch my nerves. I'm not asleep.
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Oct 8, 2004
He was her star.
She calls in the lonely light of a shadowed lamp post,
The moon is down.
He once told her she had a star.
As they sat that night,
In the cofee house.
A friend who always brought her happiness.
In a couple of days past now,
He'll be gone.
they'll write for days,
then forget
STop.
They will fade away.
Like the empty cups left at the coffee house.
that night.
They will be left with a taste,
melting their lips away.
As she will lay on her bed,
Playing his songs again and again,
through her head.
She will replay their conversations,
Drive so fast,
so no one will touch her.
Following her star
eventually she will be led back
to where she belongs.
Laying in his bed.
Posted at 04:28 pm by luvmecrazy
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