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Apr 2013
Looking back I come to find
all that I have left behind
things like you left in the dirt
Still wearing my old torn shirt

Both our tears soak the dust
While the world begins to rust
i sit and wait and hope and pray
that you won't ask me to stay

**** your lifestyle and **** your friends
they're gone too when the world ends.
Lay back and watch the burning sky
Smoking cigarettes and asking why

nothing ventured Nothing gained
it's why we danced while it rained.
Some small bit of romance, you said
before the china flew at my head

moving faster than the stars
Flying past the other cars
Faster Faster we both screamed
best of friends, or so it seemed.

years on down the winding road
when hair is grey and backs are bowed.
You said we'd be together then
apparently there were better men

happy birds, Chirping, singing
my ears still won't stop ringing
I left and ran into the Woods
took the alcohol, all the goods.

i've been missing, don't you know
or do you forget watching me go
Maybe it was for the best
maybe now you'll get some Rest.

My old soul won't keep anyone up
3am draining another cup
Filled with What, i can't tell.
Pretty sure it's sending me to hell.
Nathaniel Choma
Written by
Nathaniel Choma  Kent, Ohio
(Kent, Ohio)   
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