Friday, August 1, 2008

our town.

ill write you all the love songs,
you were never meant to hear,
because they're the only thing I've got,
that might just keep you here.

used to find peace in the pulsating,
now I feel like I am suffocating,
don't wanna think about what went wrong.
this morning you stole my sunrise,
last night you almost lead to our demise,
and I don't know if ill ever feel right again.

you know I would sing to you,
in the middle of the winter,
with only a fire to keep us warm.
because I know how you shine like no other,
and how you like to get down in the summer,
because that is just the way we were.

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