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LeonineGypsy — KG
Published: 2008-09-23 23:21:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 55; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Thank God for her...Not that she ever would
We speak life into an empty parking lot,
where her words echo on cracked white paint
and young summer dreams.
The stars find our humor, and stop to
listen, though they shun our naivety.
Cynicism comforts the air as our stories
blanket deeper thoughts, better left unspoken.
Soon the laughs fall quietly and the
stars turn dull and sleep again.
A dial-tone says goodbye as we never can.
Thank God for her...
Not that I'd ever want her to
