Tuesday, February 23, 2010

5th Floor Window


The flower head bitch long gone
i have suffered the torturing effects
of withdrawal, i've seen strange things
on the walls or places with less light
i feel isolation, again i have pretend that happiness
again i have to feel that my actions
are still meaningful. Again whenever
we meet i have to fake that smile.

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