Friday, May 29, 2009

*sigh

can i go dance in the rain?
and escape this place?
watch all my troubles,
slowly wash away?

this horrible world
full of confusion, hate
i am lost in all the bitterness
my lifes a mess.

conceited and cruel
words cut like knifes
don't pour salt
into the open wound.

im not ready to leave
it all behind,
all i need is a break
just fuck off please.

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