Freedom Ware Your Scars of Desire
i'm trying hard to forget that cold october day when love challenged freedom to a fist fight. freedom looked victorious but no one was expecting the outcome on the baseball diamond.
love reached beneath her plaid jumper pulled out a switchblade and drove it
directly through the heart of saint angelus.
any notion of self-government was left bleeding on the pitcher's mound.
i kept having the world's most messed up dreams.
i bet it was to signify how messed up things were about to become.
i can't believe it's only eleven seventeen.
rexdale today. so ghetto.
hours to go.
i don't know whether i'm jealous (i really don't think so).
or if i'm just plain angry (more likely).
somehow, i've never felt so utterly betrayed.
i meant to do homework today
but i'd rather just complete another level in my computer game.
or get really really stoned.
or just have a single solitary gloriously stress-relieving cigarette.
gotta learn my grapes.
4022
4023
and that is all i know.
it's all stupid, really.
(end)
love reached beneath her plaid jumper pulled out a switchblade and drove it
directly through the heart of saint angelus.
any notion of self-government was left bleeding on the pitcher's mound.
i kept having the world's most messed up dreams.
i bet it was to signify how messed up things were about to become.
i can't believe it's only eleven seventeen.
rexdale today. so ghetto.
hours to go.
i don't know whether i'm jealous (i really don't think so).
or if i'm just plain angry (more likely).
somehow, i've never felt so utterly betrayed.
i meant to do homework today
but i'd rather just complete another level in my computer game.
or get really really stoned.
or just have a single solitary gloriously stress-relieving cigarette.
gotta learn my grapes.
4022
4023
and that is all i know.
it's all stupid, really.
(end)