goA Poem by brianna vega
i have gone through the day without a cigarette
and a broken conversation with you dear and lets not forget the broken week shivering my rooms too cold i cant even imagine waking up to u i fear thats a bad sign if i run soon will you be hurt will you blame me? your doing nothing but pushing me away and i dont fight for things that dont want me im just waiting for you to say it to show it then ill go. © 2010 brianna vega |
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Added on November 12, 2010 Last Updated on November 12, 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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