nobody knows
the facts
which makes things dire
dear, slowly cruisin down
the road, nobody sees
my lights,
And like a ghost I pass
through life,
you can't forgive that
you can try & find the
Edge,
opening your eyes wide
to how it moves,
its love when you see it
and fills your blood with
light.
Thursday, September 02, 2010
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