Anotherone Abouter

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Winter '12

 

Fearing and hoping
Nobody's around
Quiet, tiptoeing
Covering ground

 

Building a life from a night
So surprised
Blowing a smoke ring
Panning the skies

 

Morning in Autumn
Mourning a loss
Face swollen, solemn
Forgetting the cost

 

Nickels and dimes
Spare change all arranged
The shape of a lover
All change scraped away

 

The sky overcast
The sickness won't last
Breath after breath
Behind you, the past

 

Primitive urges
Tugging at strings
Immature beings
Acting real mean

 

I go to sleep hoping
To not wake to read
I dream of us joking
I dream of us freed

 

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