martes, 8 de diciembre de 2009

and life spirals down like tap water in a sink

it,s over
nothing left to see
nothing
it,s over
fighting back though there,s no victory for me
broken spines white wine and sleeping pills
it,s over
nothing left to feel
nothing
it,s over
and here i am standing dead on both my feet
what i was was lost along a way of needles and pins
it,s over
nothing left to see
nothing
it,s over

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