Thursday, May 13, 2010

waking up golden, good morning

ya,
confident and sold it
when you wake
up to
the pillows
on the floor in the morning
and the windows
shine
golden
through
the cries
of
alone men
sentences
monotone
and shortened
shes the one
that stole it
turned me
from
asshole
to
boyfriend
and
i've
never enjoyed it

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