i was 24 riding the Amtrak for the first ti… with a six hour layover in downtow… i left the station looking for a s… but before i found anything resemb…
with the lamplight at my back it feels like someone else is ther… my ears are full of wax and ghosts everything i hear is haunted headphones plugged into a headston…
for all the good of the day she sought the places where youths did play a few kind words to say a light to make her darkness grey
I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
trees tremble in fright sharing tales that shake their lea… lumberjack stories
right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone
they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…
