Nov 22, 2004 20:53
Get a real job
Keep the wind to your back and the sun on your face
All the immediate unknowns are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate.
christ, you're already gone
and i thought it'd take longer to kill you
and a month is no time at all
for time to reach out and erase you
text versus romance
you go and add it all you want
still we're not robots inside a grid