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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

late dawns and early sunsets
just like my favourite scenes
then holding hands and life was perfect
just like up on the screens


and the whole time while always giving
counting your face among the living...


up and down escalators
movies and colder fountains
elevators and half-priced sales
trapped in by all these mountains


running away and hiding with you
i never thought they'd find me here...
not knowing you'll change from just one bite
i fought them all out just to hold you close and tight...


*but does anyone notice?
but does anyone care?
and if i have the guts to put this to your head
but would anything matter if you're already dead...
and should i be shocked now by the last thing you said.?
before i pull this trigger
your eyes vacant and stained
(*)

**and in saying you love me...
make things harder at best
and if one thing to nothing
let your body remain...
and there's no room in this hell...
there's no room in the next...
and our memories defeat us
and i'll end this direst
(*) (**)


but does anyone notice;
there's a corpse in this bed...?

she's not here @

10:24 PM