My Smile Is A Rifle, And I'm Pointing It At YOU
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Reblogged from jimmylavie  2 notes

If you see
My reflection
In the goal
That guides your road

We could be
Our invention
Running from
Letting go

But our eyes
Make bridges burn
Those nights
Are all we’ve earned

Well I’m alone
Here’s my heart
Now it’s your turn.

Well if you need
An opinion
Or some cash
To make your rent

Well I could be
Your addiction
Talk is cheap
Well that’s it

By (via jimmylavie)