Thursday, June 7, 2007
11:05 PM
Some kind of metaphor that I can't see?
So, I'll drink until I see it
This sky will make me sick
So, I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this
This sky will make me sick
I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you
Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine
do you miss,
you?
♥ Live through all these letters