...........................A Poem by brianna vega
im alone
hes coughing up colors now took too much he took to much and i cant save him butt ill hold his head up for as long as i can kiss me with those chapped lips i know what you did love i wont judge you i been there once too hes coughing up colors right now and i love him sooo the background music cant save me now typing out my pain im so happy that we can bee but how long will that be before your history speeds up another minute gone to waste we were too fucked up for love © 2010 brianna vega |
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Added on July 19, 2010 Last Updated on July 19, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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