The morning is dead
And the day is too
There’s nothing left here to greet me
But the velevet moon
All my loneliness
I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
And I continue
To burn the midnight lamp
Alone
And the day is too
There’s nothing left here to greet me
But the velevet moon
All my loneliness
I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
And I continue
To burn the midnight lamp
Alone
by guevara April 19, 2004
by Guevara April 03, 2004
you walk down the street and bump into a swede and the first thing said is sorry and the first thing done is fast walking so as not to create a situation beyond thier control
by guevara April 19, 2004
the spirit of Gaia
by guevara April 19, 2004