i'm drunk and lonely and i've finally
realized that God isn't going to forgive me
for anything.

but i'd sell my soul to save you.

maybe we could be kids again and none
of this would have to matter. all of it could just be
quiet whispers from the next room.

we would never have to know how we're going
to fail them.

08/26/2005

Posted on 08/26/2005
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