In my sleep the pain goes away,
all the aches collected during the day,
the things that leave me torn and frayed
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Monday, January 6, 2014
Looking Over
There's no gold in that box of memories,
just a collection of fading days, sitting...
waiting for you to look them over and go away
just a collection of fading days, sitting...
waiting for you to look them over and go away
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Figure
We spilled our time into columns,
numbers that added up to nothing,
expect time on the meter of zero
numbers that added up to nothing,
expect time on the meter of zero
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Nothing Done
We wake to find our dreams gone
and after all the chasing, nothing done
and after all the chasing, nothing done
Friday, January 3, 2014
Remove Completely
Remove completely all traces of our passing,
let no one know we where here in empty endeavors
let no one know we where here in empty endeavors
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Z
and the sinking world tried to right itself,
and though it tried and tried, the effort came too late
and though it tried and tried, the effort came too late
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Goodbye
The past never did us much good
it kept us trapped and caged
until we learned to say goodbye
and just let it all go... tick tock
it kept us trapped and caged
until we learned to say goodbye
and just let it all go... tick tock
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