life is a paradox.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

if tears meant a fuck.

that was when,
we used to lay our bodies,
and bear our souls,
talking till the sun don't shine.

that was when,
luxurious late night snacks,
wee hour breakfasts,
were the decent meals we had.

that was when,
people would poison minds,
just to make them shine,
but we'll ask them to grow up.

that was when,
the whole world could crash into us,
just to teach us that we're human,
but nothing really mattered to us.

that was when,
if you ever asked,
i'll show you my love,
any day, any time, any where.

that was when,
i took my last breath.
a fall that seemed like forever,
bon voyage.

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