there are no tears,
water and wine
heineken and jack
so you take a shot at writing
but you're probably full of shit
you try love
and its even worst and
you end up with this
but there are no tears,
the walls are lonely
but seldom silent
you can't be an alcoholic because
you know that wouldn't be right
you don't try to save the world
you make it worst
but there are no tears
the clock rings midnight
(there are 5 hours to go)
you scratch away at a tattoo
memory that's here to stay
but there will be no tears
not tonight
not tomorrow
Friday, May 16, 2008
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