ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
to touch the bottom of the well indefinitely
i am here in the shadows of regret
holding onto a dream
nothing is, but nothing
nothing is for me
nothing more than an allusion
of the truth
god damn!
a crumpled picture falls from my hand
worn and darkened from time and tears
face the music
she was never really there
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
ahhhh
to touch the bottom of the well indefinitely
i am here in the shadows of regret
holding onto a dream
nothing is, but nothing
nothing is for me
nothing more than an allusion
of the truth
god damn!
a crumpled picture falls from my hand
worn and darkened from time and tears
face the music
she was never really there
Sometime around 2005. You know, I just don't know how I came up with this or why.
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