Sunday, September 19, 2010


Look at the deserted mess
Head buried in the sand
Memories of someone I hate
Eugene, Eugene, Eugene
Take away the pain
Running barefoot over garbage-strewn
Forgotten lands of a lost and losing mind
Past dedicated eulogies sewn together
With threads of meaningless words
Crocodile tears
Thoughts that don’t exist
Eugene, Eugene, Eugene
My heart stays in my chest
You can’t give away part of yourself
You don’t even comprehend

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