1Bicket.
The other side of the Fence.Friday, December 10, 2010
the stupid bar closes at 12.
cant get used to your new name
sitting alone
with your new bike
thinking of you
drinking your favourite beer.
i wish you were here
but im done wishing
i wonder if theres anywhere else i can go
telling my secrets
to your red bicycle
we're talking a long walk
because we took a wrong turn
our trip stops short
when we run out of breath
we're wondering where we're running to
when we're in the middle of nowhere.
having a drink alone
what can be worse
i only know what having a pint alone is like
Nothing.
thats what its like.
im a parasite.
i dont even think im helping
im doing what i can
but nature is cruel
and this is so ridiculous
talking to myself.
think deeply
think further than you can ever wonder
there really is no where else i can go
im stuck here,
in this place
this is my doing.
lead me on
to the land of greener pastures
of the other side
because
all my dreams come true.
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