It is a strange sort of pain "to die of yearning for something you'll never experience"

Friday, April 30, 2004

The River

I'm sorry if I didn't show it all
Never meant to harm
I should cut my hair
To make peace with myself
But I don't have the courage
To do so

So I'm gonna crawl back to my bed
Where I can see the ceiling as it is
It's almost summer
And I can not sleep in the river anymore

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