Thursday, June 01, 2006

in one day,
i saw
sweet dreams
and flying machines
in pieces on the ground
and there was no glimmer at all
in those well chosen words
just a sting and a smell of burnt fuel

and i know i'll probably see you again
but you won't look the same
cuz i stole something from yer eyes
and you stole something from my breath pieces on the ground

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