bryan mahoney Biography

On stormy nights
Have hope for red lights and stop signs
Dark skies
Stars bright
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last night i put the gun to my head
let off just one shot
fell backwords onto my bed
no more drama everything stops
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the flip of a coin
the stare into space
the bluster of a dandilion
the eyelash on your face
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why gaze up at the stars in the sky
when i can look at you and see the stars in your eyes
with every single sparkle ill make a wish
that this yellow hair tie will never break on my wrist
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