User:Nachtman434
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Omaha
Nights like these are lost
Not versed, an unknown cause
You walk 551 miles away
With screams untold, we lay
Waiting for a sunrise
To fall upon the worries of our hearts
Smiles are sent from above as a suprise
When will these nights end? Better yet, when will they start?
Say goodnight, leave out goodbye
Foreign to yours, but home to mine
And if I hurt you, know I'm sorry
Your voice in August would dance me free
I wait for the ocean
As I remember how to dream
It crashes into my emotion
To trust in a woman that I've never seen
-more available at Brian's page.
-Find Jorge.
