fuck me like


Love plows through me like a dozer,
I've got more give than a bale of hay,
and there's always a big mess left over.

What the fuck was I thinking?

1 Kommentar 20.2.08 19:53, kommentieren

I was confused by the powers that be,
Forgetting names and faces.
Passers by were looking at me
As if they could erase it
I was alone,
Falling free,
Trying my best not to forget.

24.2.08 13:54, kommentieren


“The best answer to anger is silence"


24.2.08 13:58, kommentieren