Sunday, September 2, 2007

a testament to willpower (a gauge of progress).

woke up.
and am waking up.

in a strangers bed.

dew, toothpaste, razorblades.

i'll wash my dreams down

an exodus

ill live to see another day

granted.

pride burns going down. a thousand fires.

overrated.

if you'd just give me a chance, to listen, to plead my case.

why play hangman? drop your noose.

echo, echoing through my mind.

the voice of a thousand women haunt my dreams.

you followed me where i sleep?

it's not that bad, not that bad, i swore.

so ill sleep, ill press my head to the sand.

an ocean of nothingness.
just tranquility, and blue.

blue.

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