Monday, April 25, 2011


The sun's set, like my mind...made up. But where are the stars promised by the absent moon? Where's the respite certain by the darkened sky? Where is the solace of another day now past tense?
Where the fuck are YOU?

1 comment:

Nexgrl said...

Have you looked at your blog. The photobucket bandwidth notices make it hard to read your posts.

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