Monday, May 13, 2013

black rebel motorcycle club.

dance with me in an oceanside dive bar.
this describes the last three years.
oh my how they pass by.
each one seeming less real than the last.
time i saw the lead guitar.
more talent.
more problems.

the emotional torment of a lost loved one.
even if it is just lost
in the moment.

to see the resemblance.
the performers center stage.
i have been here before.
why do i keep revisiting the past.
hearing his type of the sound.
waves of emotion crash.
while i ride the wave that is.

you have lived an interesting life.



one.hundred.three.

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