Dragging on the floor
running through my mind
hands and feet on
the cold, cold ground
I yelled at the top of my lungs
and you looked over at me and smiled
sweat dripping off
both of our gleaming faces
so that all we could see was
above the crowd
and to each other
you touched my arm and looked in my eyes
and I knew
as i dragged my feet across the cold
hard pavement
breathing in the cold air
your hands were
running through my mind.
pretty much this is my ramblings. they are most likely offensive, and pretty much just whatever pops into my head. I generally don't edit them, i usually write them in my notebook while i am out. or i have a thought and just go. Oh if you think its about you. it totally is. because the world revolves around you alone. so get over yourself. also i use a lot of sarcasm. if you can't handle it you probably shouldn't read these.
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