Like Bullets In the Rain
I see the dotted lines
The never ending road
A long twisted ribbon of pain
It leads me away from you
I see the dotted lines
Like a paint by number artist
Trying desperately to cover
Knowing it will never do
I hate the dotted lines
They penetrate my head
Like bullets in the rain
Distance can’t deny
I sign the dotted lines
The summation of our love
Wiped away by pen and ink
As we say goodbye
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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