Night time

by Emma McLean   Feb 26, 2005


I think it happened at night time
A cold rain drizzled down from space
Hiding tears from street light eyes
I saw the same familiar face
A something pseudo t.v love
a mixed up girl who's something of
A fairytales romantic dream come true

She breaks my heart and blurs my eyes
Her love is never easy
A magic made for tragic minds and thinking back i should have known
that she could see right through me
And i would end up on my own

Gazing through my window
She glittered like the starlit rain
Whispering tales of broken hearts
She told me things would never change
There was only so much words could say
We closed our eyes and dreamed away
And for a time our love was almost real.

She breaks my heart and blurs my eyes
Her love is never easy
A magic made for tragic minds
And looking back i should have known
thats she could she right through me and i would end up on my own.

* not mine, its actually a song by the birthday masacre. it seemed like musical poetry it really struck me and i though others should read the words.

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