Laying in a cold hotel room
I stare at the white walls
Shadows play in corners as the light flickers
For a moment I see your face
A single tear runs down my cheek
And suddenly I can't breathe
Maybe I should follow you
Maybe I should lay still and wait
For my body to become a corpse
The tears flow freely now
But still I can't breathe
Saturday, September 20, 2008
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