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One Last Night In Toronto

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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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dreamer_believer said...
Jul. 30, 2009 at 10:34 pm
wow this writing really touched me! brilliantly written! AWESOME!! comment on my work, I would love your feedback.
 
Mac H. said...
Jun. 17, 2009 at 2:35 am
this made me start crying.
 
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