Wednesday, April 28, 2010

UNTITLED...a warm feeling

And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me


all of a sudden
a rush feeling comes crashing
i missed a certain segmen of my past life

weird
but it happens

once in a while
or all the time


i....
missed _______.....
truly






hhmmm....