I slip over the black in expert-tied boots chasing Daddy's red shirt into the darkness and see a whole new world.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
The ride home
Elegy (8/30/05 - Catesbiana)
Jaded Degraded Fading...fading...faded away Compose me in a memory A half-assed elegy What will the words be? I just almost made it But hey-this is me.
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