Treasure Island

Steven Currin


Ups and Downs


Sitting alone in a empty apartment, tryna figure out where I went wrong, I loved you so much I pushed you away, and now your gone. Drowning on tears cried, lies that were lied, truth never seemed to be apart of this. Deceit, skeems, and
lack of loyalty all forgotten by a kiss of your lips, the sway in your hips, and caress of your fingertips. Looking in this mirror I feel your ghostly presence in this room, dim lights, horrific fights all drove you away, I understand the pain, but is my love enough to make you stay? ? ? ? ? ?

Submitted: Saturday, August 18, 2012
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