Thursday, December 2, 2010

Lonely as I am, Together we cry

Sometimes I just feel so undesired.


Everything is perfect, why can't I just be as happy as I pretend to be?

i don't ever wanna go to bed.
please stay up for the fight.
the champ goes down like a clown in the second round .
i wish we'd had a bed he could lie.
lie to all your friends.


This is a new thing. I thought it was going to be easier than this. I guess I'm just losing my touch.

my head is lit.
i don't ever wanna go to bed.
your hair is on fire .
you snuff the blaze, turn to vapor, then you float away.

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