Thursday, October 8, 2009

file overload

i've tossed in my last nickel
into the fountain of dreams and hope
the towel has been tossed in
ive lost her
ive lost it
lights racing and hour hands pacing

.7 lead college bound notebook
staring out hoping to see you

no remorse
im dead to you
i assumed to soon
for i had i had one last chance
ofcourse

i saw it i missed it
wishing for another try
begging the walls for one more night

sanity gone and
profanity begone

electric blue spells her name
fat cap clogged no paint remains

im now at your mercy
one more night
i need it and so does she

the veil to our destiny has
been lifted

and

to her ignorance about us
she will soon see the truth

life goes on, i am but a mere
scribble in her blackbook of life

You are free

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