I can see the gloomy afternoon sky.
My toenails are gray because of the coldness
Coming from somewhere
seeping through my veins telling me
something...
The air envelops me,
touching my skin like nobody
I'm nobody...
Nobody's...
Nothing but a piece of cold shit.
If this cold wind could dissolve
this melancholy
I'd like to be holy...
From this side of the window
Bring me somewhere
Not here.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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