Wednesday, October 26, 2011

My Empire of Dirt

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair. Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear. You are someone else, I am still right here.
If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way.
What have I become, my sweetest friend? Everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt.

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