Drive By One Eighty

by James Nappo   Aug 31, 2006


I can see her there.
that blank and puzzled look,
comes across her face.
She looks at me.
and she simply asked.
How could this be?
so I turned and walked away.
Im done.
I surrender.
You took what you want,
so leave.
I can no longer speak to you,
without wanting to cry.
I can't ever again hurt you,
for surely I would die.
We need to stop this madness.
We need to stop right now.
Lets go back to how things were,
and do what we do best....
pretending to be happy...

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