Monday, March 18, 2013

~ ThIs GuY ~


 

 Handsome Greaser
 
 
There's no use wasting my time on a single gasp,
 
When the smile that i mezmorize may not like me back
 
Its so hard when i stop and think,
 
How this could end in a single blink
 
When i go back to a memory,
 
Tell me why it lasts centuries
 
All that's left is to hope
 
That i won't end up a joke
 
For a fool's love is gold
 
Its things like this i was told
 
Not to fold on the sight of weakness
 
But to hold till you reach the deepest.
 
 
-hopelessly in love

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