Streets Of Rage!
Dreams ache,Like a broken tooth,
Hearts weep,
Like a crying wolf.
Homes broken,
In the streets of rage,
I am living out of a car,
Lying on the backseat,
Trying to sleep,
Away these dark days.
I see a frightened rabbit,
Desperately trying to cross the road,
Its heart beating out of time,
Just like mine.
I see a beautiful girl,
With bright crimson hair,
I see her fragile smile,
She looks troubled,
My lust for her has doubled.
She disappears,
Out of sight,
Or i might be blind.
Homes broken,
In the streets of rage,
I am living out of a car,
Lying on the backseat,
Trying to sleep,
Away these dark days.
Poetry by MusicMyLife
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Written on 2011-09-28 at 23:30
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