saTur.day
- jaN.uary 31st, 1987
two
birds fly,
nature
has his course.
I
have mine
they
have me...
blind.
ripped.
the
birds have fallen
to
a crowded death.
I
resolve...
an
answer...
to
die.
Ripping,
tearing, breaking
"I
love you."
(meaningless)
to
be an excuse
to
make
bad...
good.
I
do love you,
but
then;
expession
and feeling.
I
resolve...
an
answer...
to
die.
...back...
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