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Sitting and watching beauty pass me by Had always been a simple task When it came to beautiful music And trees that acted like knives against The blue and white sky that Made sense in my eyes at the time But the edges of the trees, Toward the bottom, of course, Had a tendency to be cut off by Glass and the material her Dash board was made if She threw ice at their trunks Who ever told her about their love of cold? Who could when the love never existed? I lost sight of the oak trees I climbed before her demons took Over what I knew of her and myself The blue and white of my pure sky Vanished behind red, the color Of some adolescent's blood And a grey shade of hatred Brought by a lover's dead eyes. The needles of the branches Cowarded behind the idea that Her type of winter could never come Until the thrashing wind was Knocking against the glass and The dash board froze over With too many diamonds and rubies. Sitting and watching her destruction **** all I'd ever loved in my world Had always been a simple task. Until the glass came shattering in.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
Car Ride Thoughts.
Sitting and watching beauty pass me by Had always been a simple task When it came to beautiful music And trees that acted like knives against The blue and white sky that Made sense in my eyes at the time But the edges of the trees, Toward the bottom, of course, Had a tendency to be cut off by Glass and the material her Dash board was made if She threw ice at their trunks Who ever told her about their love of cold? Who could when the love never existed? I lost sight of the oak trees I climbed before her demons took Over what I knew of her and myself The blue and white of my pure sky Vanished behind red, the color Of some adolescent's blood And a grey shade of hatred Brought by a lover's dead eyes. The needles of the branches Cowarded behind the idea that Her type of winter could never come Until the thrashing wind was Knocking against the glass and The dash board froze over With too many diamonds and rubies. Sitting and watching her destruction **** all I'd ever loved in my world Had always been a simple task. Until the glass came shattering in.
kori-mace
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
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