i see in your eyes you want to go so i say
there’s the door so where are you going
tomorrow? i see you don’t even care ; see
your luggage unpacked, you show me
empty eyes and i worry where are
you inside yourself and i feel i feel where
you go i won’t find you; you sleep disarrayed
in our bedroom and i’m feeling smelling
knowing girl: where you go i can’ follow
won’t go there: and when you found out
about her i told you she was no one
And when I saw you seven floors
below I found a doll so broken I could
not fix you and I cried death became you
and now it grabs me too
so life is disarray and i’m feeling —
meaning i am no one so i follow you cause
i’m so sorry : the big mistake we both paid

:: 07-05-2015 ::

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