It’s too late to die
my friend tonight,
nobody is going to see you fall,
so back off the edge,
smoke a cigarette,
return home and rest,
tomorrow perhaps the death
will smile you again...
my friend tonight,
nobody is going to see you fall,
so back off the edge,
smoke a cigarette,
return home and rest,
tomorrow perhaps the death
will smile you again...
Inflamadorate Noviembre 2007...
2 comentarios:
Then rest and live, dear writter, and then leave your dust to the crownd full of empty...
I will...
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