Wednesday, April 28, 2010

BULLSHIT

Another of those sleepless nights,
Has me counting days.
The days before,
Oh, there was more,
Than what I see as blight.

And what was there,
My dearest friend?
What do I have to show?

You're not there,
You never were.
You never were.
You never were.





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