no eclipse no where to park by Matthew Sharp no prayers no ambiguity no other way to spin its wheels paradise sublimely churning friction burning when it comes around i wipe ashes from the obituary humanity dies an only child eyes held open with tattered sails as every illusion of what we had fails comfortability and greed opportunity too late to pursue i cut myself on its crystalline lies 1 dollar piece..... 07/12/2013 Posted on 07/12/2013 Copyright © 2024 Matthew Sharp Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)