from my keyboard.

Monday, November 21, 2005

dry your eyes.

"trying to pull her close out of bare desperation
put my arms around her trying to change what she’s saying
pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
look into her eyes to make her listen again
i’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now
‘cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
and you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
you’re well out of order now, this is well out of town
she pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
turns around so she’s now got her back to my face
takes one step forward, looks back, and then
walks away. " - The Streets.

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