Purple Night
By VagrantGypsy
Blood on the moon and I’m with out my tigers eye Black ink of the clouds covers pale faces and blurred minds Trying to justify the wrong in everything that feels right We’ll talk about this with a long sigh somewhere in the future If we make it that far Remembering that we didn’t notice how cold it was Sitting on the curb Making false promises we could never keep In a place we had long since forgotten until I found my tigers eye Written December 23rd, 2001 © on Jan 05 2002 12:37 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Blood on the moon and I’m with out my tigers eye..."