Tuesday, August 25, 2009

I was in the front seat shaking it out And I was asking if you felt alright. I never want to hear the truth, I want to hear your voice, it sounded fine. My voice, it sounded fine. I could feel my heartbeat taking me down And for the moment, I would sleep alright. I'm dealing with a selfish fear to keep me up another restless night. The blood was dry, it was sober the feeling of audible cracks, and I could tell it was over from the curtains that hung from your neck. And I realized that then you were perfect and my teeth ripping out of my head. And it looked like a painting I once knew back when my thoughts weren't entirely intact. To pray for what I thought were angels, ended up being ambulances and the Lord showed me dreams of her daughter, she was crying inside your stomach. And i felt love again





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