Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Don't go

I know what you think settled happy lucky I can’t deny it so lucky but the emptiness it’s still here I’m scrambling bewildered at least once an hour unrecognizable to myself old strong precious some day obliterated gone without a trace too much suffocates me not enough never enough a perpetual desperate search for my better self

I don’t know how to keep her here



Miguel Cane said...

She is here. I am holding her hand.

Pedro Zapata said...

Me rayan estos posts Dush, están de pelos. Deberías abandonar los signos de puntuación para siempre.

luca.penati said...

vorrei poterti dare di piu' di quello che ti do.

Dushka said...

Unf, sei perfetto cosi.