she had clean cut collar bones
hips i could not escape
how do you escape the nightmares?
write them out
everything you see
until they eventually leave
i couldn't say goodbye
couldn't picture her
not in my life
i cant express my feelings
maybe ill just describe them
with a thousand stories
of a love lost
thats shadowed with lies
hands i couldnt keep to myself
lips i couldnt keep to myself
kiss me a hundred times
i never would tell
blehhhh im not good at writing like this anymore
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your writing reminds me of the movies of the 40's. i expect to look up and see bogart & bacall having a post hookup smoke.
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