22 May, 2006

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

9:25 p.m. terrace, smokes. vodka.

1 comment:

albeo said...

Beautiful...