There are still wars to fight.
with more ways to lose than
I could ever count.
Im not waiting anymore.
I need a confession,
a one on one
with a hollow-eyed carcass.
empty hands and leather skin.
the lure of self loathing
has got me crawing back yet again.
staring straight at the sun.
its good to know that
there are alot of people
who wish they could be this happy.
Ill tell you what I tell them:
with a little work,
and a shit load of luck,
anything's possible.
6/19/07 3:54am
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