Dean/Kelly L.A 1982A Poem by Cahjli SymesLulz
I can feel my skin peeling from the blast.
Cuts in my flesh from the broken glass. Our lives rushing past our eyes in a flash. We stared at each other right before we crashed. Thinking me and you would have never lasted. Good night. © 2015 Cahjli Symes |
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Added on May 15, 2015 Last Updated on May 15, 2015 AuthorCahjli SymesCloud City, FLAboutHi my name is Cahjli and I write poems,screenplays and lyrics. Hope you enjoy :D more..Writing
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