November 04, 2004

DONT make IT look SO pretty BURNING!!!
[taketaketaketaketake take me away]

4 days and not your voice.
not a speck,
nor a hint of you anywhere.
have you dissapeared into the vault of despair?
locked behind closed doors
like the secrets we never told
but we always had 'em
we always...
let our skin get the best of us
our lungs dripping black
our mouths infesting one another's
and others,
always the other ones..
bathing in that bed of sweat
for hours upon hours
they knew what we were doing
(why didn't they stop us?)
the squeaking,
in & out crumbling
of our precious tombs
now, simply ruins,
a memory, always a memory
our bones were sinking like stones
onto those sheets & into our hearts
pounding & pounding like you did so well..

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