Night Alone
- August 22nd, 2010
- By Anathema
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That night…
I walked out…
I was alone.
I was beside the river…
weather is good I said to myself. Cool.
Light on a stogy cigar… the first poke take me deep into your dream,
then I dropped that in the river, cigar was going to silence with that small Light,
as the cigar going darker and darker your dream passaway.
In veracity; I wanna Kill you.
F*ck that…. I still see the light….