Monday, February 25, 2008

I wore all black today

will you be with me in the fires i make?
when my fingers are at the itch, my mind the kindling?
when i'm the one thats spent with a smile for a dime
equal in hunger in the mud with the swine
what makes me prodigal bleeding the wound over
with steps in same sequence without you as my partner?

I got enough empty if you still want me

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