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Alex Sat in her moms car The pillow at the head of my bed Had a note "Be back in twenty" So I waited And we talked - I didn't know, My girlfriend hated me so much. "The glass is always half full" .. were my words.. ... and for seven months she smiled Wishing in her mind, that I'd end it all .. not the relationship, that is. "Just ******* **** yourself" ... And the glass smashed, right after that. Alex was never half again. The rough skin, didn't hide her beauty The recently dyed, golden blonde hair Eyes that captured the waves of the beach Crystal clear, like the best of a summer day. Alex was shy. She even looked beautiful - truly With a noose around her neck. Hanging Ballerina forever in thin air Frozen in my mind's time Thawing me With her free twirl... She was unbelievable. My bedside table near **** Beer, And the sour patch kids she left for me. Blur and dust. Dancing around her. What a ******* dream it's almost a shame that they Never come true.
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
Dreams Never Come True
Alex Sat in her moms car The pillow at the head of my bed Had a note "Be back in twenty" So I waited And we talked - I didn't know, My girlfriend hated me so much. "The glass is always half full" .. were my words.. ... and for seven months she smiled Wishing in her mind, that I'd end it all .. not the relationship, that is. "Just ******* **** yourself" ... And the glass smashed, right after that. Alex was never half again. The rough skin, didn't hide her beauty The recently dyed, golden blonde hair Eyes that captured the waves of the beach Crystal clear, like the best of a summer day. Alex was shy. She even looked beautiful - truly With a noose around her neck. Hanging Ballerina forever in thin air Frozen in my mind's time Thawing me With her free twirl... She was unbelievable. My bedside table near **** Beer, And the sour patch kids she left for me. Blur and dust. Dancing around her. What a ******* dream it's almost a shame that they Never come true.
daniel-tcm
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
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