LivingA Poem by Connor
Poetry is just music at its bare bones,
so read me some songs that you wrote, and i promise to stay up all night, promise to stay up all night. The seaside, the sunset, our bodies alone, with the gulls we feel at home, and i promise to lay here all night, promise to lay here all night. The asphalt, the rubber, we'll roam, through the windshield every star has shone, and i promise to drive through all night, promise to drive through all night. And I love it when your voice takes that tone, into the sea, we throw our wallets and phones, and i promise to keep you all night, promise to keep you all night.
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Added on May 28, 2010 Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorConnorAbouti'm a journalism student attending northeastern university. my dorm bookshelf currently holds big sur by jack kerouac, the stranger by albert camus and junky by william burroughs. my favorite music ar.. more..Writing
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