Running late

by Andy   May 3, 2007


Hold me to get me through the night. The sandman called and said his running late. Stay the night with the smell of sweet scent of your hair on my pillow. Let me listen to the beats of your heart, drownning out my fears and choking my dreams, who knew they could cry. You swear you want to stay the night but you have to meet up with friends, It's okay just go, I'll be alright and drown myself in this bottle, who knows all my pains. I thought it would be a matter of time before it all went away but it still haunts me. I say love you but it's silent on the other end of the phone. I'm starting to miss the way I heart use to beat..You say you wanna stay but you just have to go.. it's okay fake that smile and I'll sit locked in the car walking the rain drops fall to their death..

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