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dreams of farwell after I wrote I could feel her leaving my dreams told me that I was right but my eyes told me she was deceiving she sat under a leaking roof a housewife without kids or happy home an old man had taken her in and she lived with him all alone I crossed the border on foot with a friend feeling alone and still not alone we tracked down the trail that pointed to trouble and deep inside I'd always known she was heading for destruction when she took off she was losing herself, and she did she sat there an empty broken shell there was no mention of the kids and the trail to the kids was harsh but where else can runaways live to easily avoided, too easily found in their secret society underground and the walk home alone was where I woke up with the feeling of incomplete dreams I fell back to sleep and saw something better in half stories and unfinished scenes I looked at my cell phone, there was her number I listened to her conversation, it seems when I woke again, the number was gone and I wondered what that means previous - - - - - - - - next - - - - - - - - comment? - - - - - - - -
I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |