One Last Night In Toronto

May 21, 2009
By LittlestBird GOLD, North Bay, Other
LittlestBird GOLD, North Bay, Other
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June is the only month that breathes
In this corruption
And as the night wears on,
This heat starts to
Weigh us both down

I forget what it means to be in love
When I’m with you
And if I can’t find my body
Beneath these sheets
Then you can’t find your soul.

But there’s a pulse
In your chest
And a beat
To the city
And it tears me apart
A little more
With every ragged breath we take.

You were the sunrise once
To a small-town girl
Who got lost
Wishing on a star that burned out
Ten thousand summers past

And she is barely a memory
Fading away in this
Dead still summer breeze

And you are
A million Manhattans
To me.


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on Jul. 30 2009 at 10:34 pm
jennee21_ann GOLD, Helper, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't gain the world and lose your soul....wisdom is better than silver or gold."

"You can always close a book, but you can never close the mind of a writer."

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Mac Hat GOLD said...
on Jun. 17 2009 at 2:35 am
Mac Hat GOLD, Nashville, Tennessee
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this made me start crying.


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