NOT

Originally written on 19 Ago 2008, 11:26

all I have experienced, broken and silenced...
pieces of glasses spread on the floor shining with a beaming light...
nothing to charge them with...
walking on them while my feet bleed slowly...
no pain is strong enough to forget...


abracadabra abracadabra abracadabra...
I wish I could spread some magic upon him
but all that matters is already gone.
am I losing the battle before the war's begun?

I think I got the message...
Just another pilot down.





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Listen to: Tori Amos' Not the Red Baron