Saturday, February 7, 2009

and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and we cant hide our hands because we've all smeared guilt across our faces

in retrospect walking all over tonite probably wasnt a good idea because i sprained my ankle this morning. oh well.

things are repeating.
i've noticed lately.
i'm getting old and i dont mind.
things are the same.
i just laugh at myself more.
i hope soon i will be an old man.
leaning over to tell you about
far fetched things that never happened.
you will listen and laugh
because my face will be wrinkled and shaved.
that will be new.

nothing tonite.
shhh.
nite soldier.

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