Spilt coffee on my t-shirt,
Had to change,
Though the new one,
Didn’t help the burn.
...
Sledhead!
Runnin a motor,
Yeah until you’re dead,
Zero to sixty,
...
We burnt our sins,
in the church parking lot,
and left the ashes with our faith.
Because at some point,
...
Be still, sweet child Twilight,
who so fears the night,
and yet, the day abhors.
As Sun the king,
...
The moonlight on my skin,
excites my soul,
and sends my senses,
into fiery emotion.
...
Oh how the caged,
bird sings,
of unfulfilled dreams,
and memories long gone.
...
Black and white memories
that aren’t even mine
but I feel like they are
because I’ve known you forever.
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She's never been in love,
this bored and jaded girl,
never been held to touch,
no one cares for her brunette curls.
...
I laid the cross,
down long ago,
but the words ran,
when I tried,
...