Because We're Okay
The worls spins by in the corner. Scarlet static hums through the key hole in the white-washed door and an apathetic telephone ring screams from
The Dial tone...
The dial tone fades out as the sound of raindrops hitting the blistering pavement and tires racing across steamy city streets fills your mind.
You stare
The Ink Ran
The Ink Ran.
The eloquent cursive on the paper joined by teardrops.
Shaking fingertips tracing words he could not forget.
He sat alone.
Thinking of the bridges he'd burned.
Thinking
Behind Closed Doors And Kitchen Floors.
Quiet lies behind closed doors.
Empty hearts on kitchen floors.
Believing words off liars lips.
Painting windows and sinking ships.
Who are you tonight? We're dying to know.
You'll let
Polaroids
I cried alone tonight.Slowly, I spilled down the hallway walls.Once the tail lights were out of viewi knew I'd never see the headlights againWon't you
Telephone Wires
diamond rings and telephone Wireswhen was the last time you felt like this?street lights and red plastic cupsyou don't know how far i won't go
It Burns Knowing...(I won't make it)
I'm against the wall and the kitchen table is completely empty. It hurts not knowing where the selfish people I have grown to love are.
Puppets. (The Revolution Has Begun)
The puppets are dancing without the snap of your fingers.
They're cartwheeling instead of starting single file lines.
They're stating whisper-wars without your pre-written scripts.
They're not prentending



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