The Truth of InfatuationA Poem by The RoommatesVoid Empty darkness is all I can see Looking through the windshield She takes my hand, lust takes hold; I cannot yeild
Elation Higher and higher did we fly Gravity is nothing Feeling invincible i cannot die .
Ripping Tearing through emotions, shredding every thought, body and mind are severed. We lay tethered Together, like an old radio casette and pen...
Void Empty darkness is all I see © 2012 The RoommatesAuthor's Note
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