2008/06/08

　

　I still

　can go

　that tragic place

　you built

　for him



　I wished

　one day

　that I can

　let you

　down

　oh, slowly



　is there

　anything coming

　easily



　so easily

　that I cannot

　escape



　O, darling

　I prayed

　and I strayed

　but I meant

　that

　I would rather

　eat a sour pie

　than

　love in lies



　O, I

　can let this

　go down

　outside the

　forest of

　veins



　I still

　can look

　those

　selfish things



　I know

　you well

　enough to

　see thru

　the shitty

　haze, O,

　hatred



　before you

　know that

　I am

　coming

　so easily

　as earthquakes

　O, here...