By robin paulson

I'll probably record this soon; however, I'm a bit shy with my French, so if anyone feels free to read this and doesn't seem to have said fear, be my guest. ;x

He takes his seat
On the train
A hungry stare
Thoughts race across
His face
Il attend pour elle
The taste of alcohol
Hangs upon
His lips
As his heart
Gasps on the floor
Il attend pour elle
Every stop
Every station
Holds the promise
Holds the ghost
Locked in his head
Il attend pour elle
Invisible to them
He escapes
And he falls
Trapped there
As he waits for her


Created: Jan 30, 2010


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