Friday, 30 July 2010
Thursday, 29 July 2010
Wednesday, 28 July 2010
1991
i don't think about you too much anymore
don't see you in quite the same way
you're an essence of light, you're right today
though the thought of you drags me back, pulls me back away
onto an empty road, doused in shadowed skies
still, how much of you is built on a stack of lies
how much of your light is alive inside my eyes
and how much of me cries for you throughout the night
how many tears have soaked my sheets, how many dried by sunrise
don't see you in quite the same way
you're an essence of light, you're right today
though the thought of you drags me back, pulls me back away
onto an empty road, doused in shadowed skies
still, how much of you is built on a stack of lies
how much of your light is alive inside my eyes
and how much of me cries for you throughout the night
how many tears have soaked my sheets, how many dried by sunrise
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
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Tuesday, 13 July 2010
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