Tuesday, December 21, 2010

A Rough Draft From A Peice Of Music

She runs out the door.

The she is alone with herself.

And she reflects.

Girl meets a man on a bus.

Simple.

Only skin deep.

Years back she thinks...

To the time he forgot to call.

To the time he forgot to answer.

To all the times he forgot to remember.

So she ended it.

There relationship.

So she ended it.

Her life.

Fin.

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