Memoire of Roxanne
Eyes like fire and voice like rain
eyes like fog and heart like a stain
cigarettes burning in the coals of the night
shivering from the downpour feeling unright
she lookes at me with contemptous passion
asking me if i'm all talk or action
leave her on the street
scuffle by dragging my feet
don't want to look back at the girl i knew
knowing that this is what became of you
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2005
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