by February 24, 2009 0 comments

Signed ourselves away,
pulverized into debt.

Unrealistic in our outlook,
unasked questions and means.

On our way to the grave,
faithless in our doom.

Flames in the dark,
a few moments to reflect.

Come and comfort me,
forsaken we kiss.

Never wanted to
win a war.

by your tears.

Chewing on a growing rage,
I can’t change my mind.

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