Saturday, October 8, 2005

A vodka enduced poem that you will probably hate

Memories of you

and these unfinished thoughts

have become to much to bare

the cold refrain

and the moon calling out,

calling out for the nights it watched over us

it saw your smile and like I wanted more

but where have you gone?

Where have you dissapeared?

deep in your heart where things go to die?!

But thats where you kept me wasn't it...

in your heart where i died

I was the drunk romantic who only thought he know about life and love

And you were the transparancies that projected what I always loved and wanted but could never have.

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