Friday, January 10, 2003

Happy Palindrome Year, o my brothers and sisters. Dont waste your life away in blind hope of a brighter future, that's never goin to fuckin come.

i am the hole in your lifesaver
i am the ending to the song you never wrote
i am the sound the wind leaves behind
i am the thought that's unbidden
i am the look in a dead lover's eye
i am the book that's not written
i am the empty sky
I am the crater the bomb leaves behind
I am the dust it carries
I am the crime the explosion defies
I am the people it buries.
I am a work in progress
I am on lips of babies who die
I am the answer that cannot be caught
I am the question why

just a poem by Dave Short..

Ps : i dunno wat's palindrome year this year, just somethin i nicked from my Friend's journal. I just love the words!

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Like others will care for me.  Meh. Talk to my hand like shit! Hurt my feeling.  Hold my tears. Grunge the feeling.  Struggle is exist.