7-1-07
7-1-07
6:57pm
its a product of 5am sleep drepavation
a rush of flashbacks, u in all of them
from the head to my toes, its all i see and hear
the guitar sound breaks the night
the moonlit night swaggering; boasting, yet deceitful
i cant get no sleep with u in my mind
this stream of chords crying to a never end
a playlist, a view of my shrinking heart
it really feels like the biggest pain
its late and im afraid to move
you swept me away and i wonder how i lost u
it really feels like the biggest mistake
*While listening to Damien Rice`s cd.
6:57pm
its a product of 5am sleep drepavation
a rush of flashbacks, u in all of them
from the head to my toes, its all i see and hear
the guitar sound breaks the night
the moonlit night swaggering; boasting, yet deceitful
i cant get no sleep with u in my mind
this stream of chords crying to a never end
a playlist, a view of my shrinking heart
it really feels like the biggest pain
its late and im afraid to move
you swept me away and i wonder how i lost u
it really feels like the biggest mistake
*While listening to Damien Rice`s cd.
2 Comments:
the end always depends of the beginning...
Luv ya!
It ended bad, but I love what we started
....
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