Slowly Burning Out
By birksy
It’s slowly burning out, Won’t be anything left tomorrow, Hardly anything left tonight, I wish I had more hope, But it’s long gone for hope. No more threads for us to cut, Almost at the end now, Can’t think of much else to say, Keeping eyelids halfway shut, I want to dream of good things, Knowing that I can’t. Written December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 10:59 PM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 1
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