Friday, December 17, 2004

she burns

sunburn. sun burns. i'm burnt. she burns. alcohol burns and so do cigarettes.

burn me. burn me alive. burn me to hell. bury me alive.

Sampoerna tastes like your kiss. that sweet sensatation on your rosy lips. the nostalgic smell thats no longer there. the familiar tune i no longer hear. the music is still playing. playing loud. but i hear nothing. drowned by silence. deafening. ear-splitting. no one speaks. there's no more to seek. like my mind that no longer shines. my eyes that no longer spark. my word does not inspire. my face i hide in the dark.


Ni submitted homework at 8:34 AM

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