Here’s to the ones
Who still have futures
Here’s to the ones
Who still have pasts
This rigid lie
Of life and crime
Has done enough
To say goodbye
Shipwrecked hope
Abandoned ones
(This is for the hopeful)
If you find me in the cellar
Leave me
If you find me in the closet
Leave the door open
And if the water fills my lungs
Leave
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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