Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Letting Go of What Could Be

lets start a fire
drink down these flames
feel the burn in your throat
i never said this wouldn't hurt

she closed her eyes
wake up wake up

douse this forest in gasoline
who would've guessed it would burn to the ground?
cover your ears and pull the switch
all you know is a lie

empty promises fill these streets
with a smile as crooked as the cracks in the pavement
she turns and walks away

the camera flashes
as the windshield shatters
photographs of what we used to be
line these empty streets






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