green green grass


another rose killed it
February 17, 2007, 5:48 am
Filed under: it's just me. you dont have to care.

so this was what they said it is.

 

the real score.

 

the whether-you-like-it-or-not.

 

the–    least you could do is wait for the very day

it will tire itself and die of old age.

just like those men who spend the rest of their nights drinking,

over their wrongs,

until they become so old

that their bodies weaken.

 they can’t even clean their assholes or put food in their mouths.

and die without anybody mourning for them.

 

 

 

 

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