Speck of dust in your sand
Ever for, charcoal man
Trapped in ash, a myriad of gray
Finite control, insatiable need
Smoke billows and pain too
Jaded will trapped inside
Where are you?
Where will you be?
Spin a little more?
Make me dizzy
Sort amber from ember
Char the eyes once more
Key of D to believe
All the little things, once more
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ReplyDeleteOh shit, I didn't see the comments moderation thing, and I was like wtf is with blogger being so moody and now I have two of the same comment and this useless one so do me a solid and don't publish the last two. Thanks. :D
ReplyDeleteAlso 'do me a solid' always makes me think of a dump-taking. Dropping some friends of at the pool. Makin' me load lighter. Yeah I'm done. Byenow.
seconded on "do me a solid" :P
ReplyDeleteyou bastard. Tatti kha.
ReplyDeleteMatlab, putting up all my stupid stupid comments. Kaise ho?
ReplyDeleteYou know you're in this month's issue of the Rolling Stone, right? Of course you know. Whatta stupid question.
ReplyDeleteActually, I didn't. Poe filled me in on that one. I still haven'e been able to get my hands on a copy yet.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot though, really appreciate it :)