Sunday, February 21, 2010

Nice To Meet You

The snow is white
perfect
pure
nothing like me
exactly like her

in my eyes

she's everything I've ever
wanted
I
am

Nothing

She's ever known

Cliche I know

My footsteps against
these streets pile high

Headphones on
nothing but the music I love
in perfect unison with the beating
of my heart

Acoustic guitar now please

I can only scream so many songs
about infidelities and how

everything

hurts

So I'm changing the mood
changing the tune

This morning is beautiful
Wake up
and
let those eyes shine

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