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And then The moment dropped Like a handful Of blood splattered marbles On the floor she screamed out "Get me the HELL out of HERE!" We rushed through the door Down rotting stairs Out to my car which couldn't start Starlight lit her frozen grey face Legs shook with a stones grace The red car revved in roaring Ruining our **** poor chance Of love and all its small revival On the road I got it To work The road signs curled past The stop lights the same America's way Of keeping us controlled and Sane All of that Mattered nothing to me Then Life's preciousness was sitting Right in my lap Her eyes looked up at a sky She feared She would never see again In the hospital Through the gate Past the guards Dodging dual fate I was stopped by arms Not my own Wheeled away To fill out work With pencil a bend And a mind past hurt 8 hours I sat Next to tweaked out bumpkins Former school yard friends Clicking my lead And gripping insanity as if Dead She never came out She never pushed through the Double doors I received the news And I've been weeping Every day Every year Far beyond the memory Her mocking voice clear, "We'll live forever, I promise my dear."
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Oct 15, 2011
Oct 15, 2011 at 2:24 PM UTC
Another Promise/Another Mistaken Lie
And then The moment dropped Like a handful Of blood splattered marbles On the floor she screamed out "Get me the HELL out of HERE!" We rushed through the door Down rotting stairs Out to my car which couldn't start Starlight lit her frozen grey face Legs shook with a stones grace The red car revved in roaring Ruining our **** poor chance Of love and all its small revival On the road I got it To work The road signs curled past The stop lights the same America's way Of keeping us controlled and Sane All of that Mattered nothing to me Then Life's preciousness was sitting Right in my lap Her eyes looked up at a sky She feared She would never see again In the hospital Through the gate Past the guards Dodging dual fate I was stopped by arms Not my own Wheeled away To fill out work With pencil a bend And a mind past hurt 8 hours I sat Next to tweaked out bumpkins Former school yard friends Clicking my lead And gripping insanity as if Dead She never came out She never pushed through the Double doors I received the news And I've been weeping Every day Every year Far beyond the memory Her mocking voice clear, "We'll live forever, I promise my dear."
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ashby-brown
Oct 15, 2011
Oct 15, 2011 at 2:24 PM UTC
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