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Backseat Of A White Car

Contributed by Rae on Monday, 27th December 2004 @ 09:11:43 PM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove

a green blur,
8 miles from here,
let's run away to New Jersey.
yes, it was a heart.
and you could not do anything about it.
it used to beat like a broken traffic light,
is used to glisten under a full moon
down by the river of useless memories.
hazy night,
drops of tears trickling on foggy windows.
all i wanted was to hear you talk
about how lovely the night was,
just like how you talked about
picnics and sunrises.
but no, you could not do anything about it.
and the Voices were saying
words of Truth and Confusion.
do they really feel it?
or is it only me whose heart dropped on
the floor and longed to embrace
the Stranger who was thought of as
a Friend?
flashbacks.
i'll be home,
where i am meant to wait and question.
the blanket of ice cracked
and let out a frozen sigh.
all of Us is erased,
and replace by Their Truth,
where i am not a part of.
she has not recovered...
...although she took all of the photos
of the dead bodies with surreal smiles.
crashed on a red light,
no more miles to go,
what happened to New Jersey?

- Rae'04. 122604. Sun. 9:18PM.

Copyright © Rae ... [ 2004-12-27 21:11:43]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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