Thursday, May 8, 2014


you and you
blaze and booze
all night long
so alike
under a fickle, starry light
so I can't help thinking
I'm left for dead
and I'm fading
you can see the darkening care
under my eyes
every morning
don't you know I need you
I'll take care of you both
under dull, yellow light
if the power goes out
and it's all we can find
even if you let me down

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