![]() A Thinking Woman Sleeps With Monsters/ Alone At HomeA Poem by Alexandra
Pictures waste away on my phone
Where we sat and smiled all day long If we could rewind the tape Where would you press pause? I thought of you Standing on a countertop With that smiling grin like you do And if you're not getting head from my ex-best friend in the front seat of your car Tell me where do I fit You used to sing about the good ol' times Well I'm over here overdosing on it Tell me where do I fit If it's no longer in the backseat of our car New Years Eve Newport cigarettes Flannel Shirt Union, NJ Midnight We promised forever And I Love You
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Added on July 11, 2019 Last Updated on July 11, 2019 Author
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