My concrete love storyThe heart carved in the sidewalk said "I love you".My concrete love story
And this sentiment in concrete held the semblance of forever,
It will not be altered until it is destroyed.
The hand that wrote it could be gripping a switchblade,
bringing pain to the surface of a tortured abyss.
It could be washing a sinkfull of dishes on a tired evening,
with the long shadows of lightpoles stretching across the lawn.
Or it could be holding the hand of You, the You etched into concrete,
The You i read about every day and know nothing of,
except that somewher
The semblance of foreverdrunken graffiti makes more sense than all the words running through his mind. though it is night, there is more illumination in the streets than in his head. breathing deeply of the chemical release, drinking in the burning liquid remorse, he is invincible as long as nothing touches him. he knows the answer and so he does not question the world. it will not change for him. it is as permanent as a heart carved into the sidewalk, for it has the semblance of forever and will not be altered until it is destroyed.The semblance of forever
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"We're tormented, yes. I want you here like a bird wants the sky... Like a little boy wishes he could fly. I can't make enough ways to compare it."-Pat
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Talk to me, lovelies; I don't bite strangers
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LOOK AT MY SCRAPS!!!
"To see the world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wildflower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
An eternity in a hour"
Welcome to DA. I hope you'll find your way around quickly - at first everything might seem a bit complicated but once you get the hang of it it's pretty cool.
Stop by my page, if you feel like it!
Take care,
Sandra
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