DG (9/19/1963 / )

Im Junk Food For Her,1

I trip on her beaty,
i trip on her lies,
i trip on the moment,
then the moment fades.
I trip on her laughter,
i trip on her hope,
i trip on a promise,
of a love that will never
grow. and then she walks
away....leaving me stranded,
and alone....but it was worth it..

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this comes from one of my dreams, .....