Found some new material
Layin around in my pocket
Behind some lip gloss
Where my life is packed in that 10x7
you smack me and smile
No lookin back-
I hide the tears behind yesterdays sunglasses….
It’s me and you kid
Alone again.
This pop star beauty
And no one’s looking back at me
Except this one page mirror glass
Broken in the back seat
As we drive in this get away car you wave good bye to me.
Have you got a clue?
I manage a smile
As I walk room to room
Of a broken home
I once new
I escape from the nursery we called our home
I fall to the floor
Where every tear echo’s
I gather myself together
And I leave the keys.
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