Tuesday, October 26, 2010

The Ghosts Through Broken Doors


When you get lonely
You read me like a book
We are the ghosts
Through broken doors
I walked through where we were
Only in my head
Was I ever worth more
Than what I was to you
Just dying in the night
On sidewalks and guillotines
Pretend I'm alright
I can count the words
I didn't want to say
I meant them in my head
The basement of my brain.

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