Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I'll take an old sun.

My heart crumbles.
I don't know why.
I hate not knowing.
I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it.
Bob Dylan said for the times, they are a-changin'.
I can't have the times changin'.
Please don't change.
Because if I don't have you then I am empty.

I think I might already be empty.


I am empty.

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