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my old world
Day 360 and still with the same clothes from last week
we've really lost it all
Our bodies are numb.. not because of the cold...
But of the sad realization of everything we new was gone
We hold on to our emotions tight like an old favorite jacket in winter
We thought we can make it alone.. but we failed
Our young minds weren't ready for the cold world
The streets are our home now
Sirens and screaming is our night at the opera
We are like the cold old man shaking the christmas bell for donations
I know that my love for her and hers for mine would keep us together...
I promised her everything
I said our love would get us far
I said believe me
My love took us 300 miles south and my love failed me for the last time
Dear Fitzy
A topical write this. It gets better. It has to.
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this is POWERFUL to say the least!
wow! so many things in this piece I wouldnt know where to start but all of them surely good, no great. If this is an indication well I look forward to every write i read! congrats u really got me with this one Fitzy!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Hey thanks! I'm glad you like
Hey thanks! I'm glad you like this peice. The only thing that's sad is that its a true story about my life three years ago. However it made me who I am.
The the best part that you're
The the best part that you're here now typing this up and able to tell us. Awesome feat of accomplishment. Congratulations a fantastic effort. I can honestly say I've done it tough but nowhere near that kind of skintight survival, running on hope. An amazing story! Major props ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."