Wednesday, 18 May 2011

its been a time

traffic jam
too much noise
cold concrete
lost shoe
never two
always one
someones walking on this cold concrete with just one shoe

i wish i could find myself
a flash of anger
a picture of hate and confusion
a drift into what you wood do
his horn honks
ill kill him
if he only knew
a red tear wood drop
weed both cry
i think

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