Marshall
Days are ordinary
This town has no feelings
The pavement leads to him
But he's no where to be found
He's caught underground
The breeze of fall follows me
The air's not so clear anymore
He should have slept more
He should have lived more
I should have thought more
About time to kill
About the love to be sought
I'm falling apart
I missed that kiss...
Wednesday 1st November 2017 12:42 pm
One Of The Good Guys
I've gone blank
It's such an odd thing
Because I can't stop thinking of you
But I've written all I can write
And maybe cried a million times inside
I've done all I can do
To keep that sight of you
And I keep it locked and still
I wait for a break
I pray
You're the one, you're the one, you're the one
And maybe if I say it a hundred times more
It will finall...
Wednesday 1st November 2017 2:10 am
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