i did ask you kindly, to make your move.
and didn't you just stand there in the silence of the air?
gently scattering all the thoughts i had about us.
please don't give me reasons.
what was done is done.
our dark nights have pass us by, don't look back.
look up into the sky and say grace to the tangerine dawn.
we are all alive and alone in pieces.
maybe someday, because now is all we don't have.
3.9.09
Killed by
Noran Bakrie
at
9:44 PM
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