i've been falling down low
while i'm smoking up the sky
i'll watch the clouds go by
and remember your hand in mine
chasing all of my dreams
always falling behind
you are not my man
but my heart craves your mind
i remember the rose
on my dashboard that night
the gas station rose
that made my heart blind
i'll love you forever
even when i begin to cry
on the road going home
on this Sunday night drive
- do you know what tomorrow is
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Author:
T.C. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 5th, 2018 22:15
- Comment from author about the poem: about an hour until i'm 20 years old. 20 years of life and I am completely and utterly blessed.
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Comments1
This is great. End of a love but not the end of the world. A refreshing reality check compared to so many 'oh i've lost you, i shall morn forever and rivers of tears shall bathe my life' type poetry versed upon MPS.
Love the pictures you paint in my mind here.
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