Wednesday, August 24, 2011
your silence is like a kiss I feel you
A break in the clouds, a brief respite from the chill of winter. Whispers, laughter and endless city streets that murmur, "come and play!"
Sunday, August 21, 2011
in the cold light of day.
i met the devil last night
at an after show
and then he led me in a cab
no more cokeheads, no more cocaine
you're getting sloppy
and someone has, someone has to say
here is bad, here is bad, here is bad, here is bad
i hear their thoughts now before they speak
i feel their eyes now go through my soul accusing me
we're only partners between the day
these thoughts they multiplyand one by one become unholy
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