stilettos and broken bottles
...there are power lines in our bloodlines...
November 16, 2010
under our blue skys, marbled skys, i found a home in your eyes
and while the seagulls are crying we fall but our souls are flying
like I could feel the future on your skin
nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town
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