this one last time

if i meant it i'd tell sotires from roof tops and go mad with the cause of death for all the children three hundred in this year past left blue and black molding on their parents sofas.

so i grasp this way that way tell them all a story i don't intend to repeat don't want to walk away from i know it will mean something if only i can say it in true words this one last time.

it's sudden and bright the way i go about it when i men to tell the lies and spout only truth i try so hard so hard to let it all fall let it all go i want so much to not care not be a apart of it all and not shimmer in blood circles from the edge of time.

give me one more day. i'll send the whores home in crystal negliges.

2003-01-02 | 10:00 p.m.
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