lunedì, settembre 20, 2010



Use them as markers
The place where your bed once stood
A time when it still felt good
But you'll get that feeling back
You just need some time to drink
And so I'll fill my gut with that blood red wine
Until my insides swim and my veins unwind
I'll be lying there in that hot white air
Once that something is gone it might never reappear  

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