Saturday, April 15, 2006

" And the rent is too high living here between reasons to live..."
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Nietzsche's Girl said...

When you can't sleep alone
and your memories groan
and the borders of nights start to give.
When you can't save
cash or conviction
you're broke and you're breaking
a tired shoe lace or a string
so long past past due
a new name for everything

8:15 PM

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