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Travis Ray Cole

Her heart beats like a drum solo
containing as many rythym patterns
as the number of vows
we shatter with time
looked into each others eyes
meaning nothing noone else matters
hearts stop
she is still every thought
every lie sold
dying memory
drenched in the sweat
of empty dreams
receptively alining themselves
with noone elses nonexistant soul
motion stealing vision
in a morbid sense
I decide on nothing
eclipsing life
reflecting the heat of the sun
like a heatless summer
drawing lines against the grain
of every crossroad we pass
alone in thought like cannons aimed at pain
leaving gravity to feel
high speed strobe flashing
eyes move with lies like traffic
a glance at the rain
Her tears rust the guitar strings
the moon hides away the crosshairs
the sun is set
there must be something left inside
her smile gone from her lovely face
somewhere it is written she is mine

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