Saturday, December 16, 2006

crybaby

Its nightime and I'm thinking of you
watching anime and feeling so blue
A thorn in the side a cloud in the sky
a figment of my imagination that can never come true
Wishes and dreams both bitter and sweet
Memories of lust that make my heart beat
No questions asked, no what or why
avoid talk of the future cause it just isn't neat.

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