Lined Spaces.

My bed is sending me some serious sleep rays.
My pen is shrieking for me to write.
And my mouth is a close call to I'm sorry.
I can't remember the last time I felt like this.
I showed you my palms today.
And I wished you would have held them,
But those fists didn't waver.
And my heart beats a new tune painfully.
Call to me. I will listen.

© 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx

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Cristy

"I showed you my palms today.
And I wished you would have held them,
But those fists didn't waver."
Absolutely beautiful

Posted 7 Years Ago

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I am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..