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I’ll be your first love
You’ll be my last You’ve got your future My future’s past Just like the light stays ahead of the dark I’ve seen the fire You’ve seen the spark Can’t grab the brass ring, while we beat as one Your ride’s just starting, mine’s almost done I’m overwhelmed enough, to fill the moon But I’m in my Winter you’re in your June
I’m going out
while you’re coming in You ride on angels I ride on sin Just like the late sun Can’t catch the moon My life’s at midnight Yours is at noon Can’t grab the brass ring, while we beat as one Your ride’s just starting, mine’s almost done I’m overwhelmed enough, to fill the moon But I’m in my Winter you’re in your June
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David S. ChorneyThis is where I'm supposed to write something about myself. I still have some hair left. I am still undecided which I like better, photography or painting. My four major food group are seafood, melted cheese, pasta, and Advil. I love the hunt of a finished piece of art. All quotes, essays, stories, and any other written piece on this website, are original and written by yours truly, unless otherwise noted. |
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