Friday, February 27, 2009

unfinished

Under the stars I am

waving to the ones that dies

Tonight I feel such heavy guilt over my shoulders

Tonight I feel so solaces wrapped under my blanket

Under the grey skies I am

Secretly gleaming like a dead light bulb

Right now I feel so lost

Right now I have no cost

Now I’m having second thoughts

What am I doing here alone?

Unfinished... uh.

2 comments:

Audrey said...

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Zom said...

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