Old and New

The typewritter the empty page. Time has forgotten you. As we worship the talentless in a foreign age. Cheap **** and a old lush. Poddle skirts and a highschool crush. Wornout jeans and a no longer spoke about bands patch. Sneaking out the window . Unlocking that old gates latch. Forbidden lovers and young hearts loving thta first feeling so very true. The stars are a midnight canvas. Rain and beauty reflect the same to old and new. Coins in a wishing well thrown by a lost young teenage girl. Sweet agony and diary pages. Red lipstick andher hairs natrule curl. the scent of innocence and regret fill's the air. Bitter souls loath the foolish young who reach for a place where only dreamers dare. Like a mustang down a empty backroad through this life we blew. So many feelings it leaves you numb. As the guard must change from old to new.