Saturday, August 7, 2010

To:

To: you,
Because it's the only way I know how.

To: the boy without a return address and the girl the same,
It's better this way, I guess.

To: the lights burnt out,
Should've quit earlier, apologies.

To: them, again,
But if it doesn't happen the way it should

To: them, again,
Things could get thrown in front of your feet,
make you trip

To: them, again,
Won't be there to pick you up again, I guess.

To: whomever,

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