this burning in my gut
is the city getting its revenge
an abusive nine month relationship
suddenly comes to end
and now im gone and i didnt even leave a note
so where do you turn
when you need stronger drinks
but all you have before you is ocean waves
these cars keep pulsating in my veins
and my eyes are the color
of the morning sun
reflecting off of garbage cans
so let me lick the words
from the walls of you lungs
and this empty apartments
all that ive got to give
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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