All the world's cowardly monkeys are caught up in a game they'll never finish. Banana roulette won't let them go til they die. We'll pry open our sewn-up eyelids and the feelings this generation has lost will be reflected in the tears that fall.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Words
I meant it when I told you I loved you. A silent embrace was your response. Maybe one day you'll be able to say it back. Or maybe we don't need to say it all. After all, they're only words.
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