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Goodnight

The cold wind burns my face;
I find myself in a different place,
then where I fell asleep.
It's cold and lonely,
without you by my side,
and the footsteps in the mud,
lead me to a dead end.
The moon shows itself from behind the trees,
and if you look close enough,
you'll see our engraved initials.
This black balloon,
tied onto my wrist, breaks free;
It blends so nice with the night.
My empty head and heavy eyes,
pull me into sleep.
Goodnight.


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Written March 22nd, 2006

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  • Pyronic rodent
    March 22, 2006
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    dude this screams song verse to me... its rad kickass i hope you sleep well tonight and i miss you deeply


  • captaincrazy
    March 22, 2006
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    this is a good one. nice job. and good night.(sorry i just had to do that)