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can't hang on
At 10:27 p.m. on 2004-03-05


dripping reins hold me back

your love ties me here and I don't know where to go

I try to hang on but I always fall

as if that were enough I can't even crawl

away from you, I stay here this instant

I keep trying and wondering

what is the best thing to do?

I have to let you go

I don't know how to hang on

anymore



Before ________&________After

Older List:
Narcissus - 2007-12-12
Without - 2007-11-18
Hunger - 2007-11-18
Beyond - 2007-11-18
So Beautiful - 2007-10-12

Jaded Poet, Lonely in Company
. . . and a pen rests by the chalice, pull up a chair by this, the fire, drink long, the ink and wine are able, the script leaps from hand, into the pyre,
. . . yes, the bottle is half full, pull the cork and pour another, hide your eyes deep in the swallow, and we'll burn this script together,
. . . damn the feather, pour the ink, and let the ruin stain those lips, I beg and hope to share this hour, but those hands of yours, will never leave your hips.
By Jarday




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