Meet Me In The Epilogue

by RussianRendezvous   Jul 4, 2008


Carbon statues are not so easily knocked over.
You're moving to much and I'm failing to spread.
Just cut me out before I have time to gain any less control.
All I see are left turns yet you will go straight forever.
The spine of our book is broken,
And this last page smells like burning rubber.

*Copyright (c) 2008, B. Lucas

Authors note:: never make the mistake of letting any one person be the sole foundation of your life. They can't handle the responsibilty and you can't handle the abbandonment.

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