September 2009
42 posts
“They couldn’t think of something to say the day you burst
With all their...”
The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake I miss you, Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
I wish I could cross my arms and cross your mind
Cause I believe you’d unfold your paper heart and wear it on your sleeve All my life I wish I broke mirrors instead of promises Cause all I see is a shattered conscience staring right back at me
