lunes, 14 de septiembre de 2009


I want to be forgotten, and I don't want to be reminded. You say "please don't make this harder". No, I won't yet. I wanna be beside him. He wanna be admired. Oh dear, is it really all true? Did they offend us and they want it to sound new? Top ten ideas for countdown shows... Whose culture is this and does anybody know? I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess," But no one comes in. And yes, you're alone... You don't miss me, I know. Oh what did you write? I come together in the middle of the night. Oh that's an ending that I can't write,
'cause I've got you
to let me down.

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