The Fight Broke Out
By birksy
The fight broke out, then disappeared, left nothing else to say, so I sat on a pillow, and caught a cold in my hands, then through it far away. We’ll never see the exact same house, can’t believe it’s come to this, never laugh the same laugh, never know what’s best. Keep the thoughts within us, there’s nowhere for them to go, we’ve shared our last time, dropped a heavy curtain on the show. Written January 24th, 2002 © on Jan 24 2002 01:42 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 1
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