fagetry on a piece of paper
old lines influenced by lines of white
sell my soul for a litre of gas
empty the tank for just a glass
that was me and i don't regret
although perhaps i do a bit
but much has changed and much has not
there always is that nagging thought
there always is that pulsing scar
there always is that bridge to far
back from points of no return
survived the demons and the burns
pain and hurt that cannot leave
but only stay to strengthen me
Just wrote this one down, hope you like it.
Comments
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It's good to read something from you again Joey. It's been way too long and I really like this one, especially "there always is that nagging thought/there always is that pulsing scar" very strong lines and good stuff!
Love, Lily ♥
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