Bleeding Star.

by Jamparnell   Nov 11, 2014


Give a little hit, forgive a little lip.
Feel a little drip under your nose.
Take a day or two to smell the roses.
Forgive me if I'm imposing.
What was once lost can now be found.
Once you take a shovel to the ground
Pound the pavement with your beating heart.
Once we lost, our stars apart.

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