Roller Dome

January 31, 2012
By , Fort Wayne, IN
You were, of course, wearing your ratty jeans
Your red t-shirt bloody in the light
Your old tennis shoes still on your feet
Your blades in your hand on the right

I was so proud to have you
To say that you were mine
You never spoke what was untrue
And for me, that was just fine

Your lips were pushing hard against mine
It was like you were showing everyone else
That you, for me, had lost your mind
And I fell harder than you could even guess

So many times I fell to the floor
So many times ou pulled me up
I never thought you'd walk out my door
Whilst I sank into my amber cup

I miss you





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