Thursday 12 August 2010

It's me and the moon.





















And it's over, just started.
Her blood stained the carpet, her heart like a crystal
She's lucid and departed
A life left behind, she can't find in her mind
Gone away.
Away with suburbia, away with these nightmares
Shake them away.
You marry a role and you give up your soul 'til you break down.

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