Thursday, September 22, 2011

lonely NYE with messy


no hope...

I fell again with fallacies...

the more being sane, the more insanity come...

don't bring the sad to the surface, just make up your ugly face...

just body, no soul with growl...

alone, sick, hurt, crumpled...

heavy headache, lower back...

swollen eyes, swollen finger, black sweater...

need a place to hide, disappear, something rare...

dying to leave all, the whole...

care the world, but not vice versa without pizza...

where's my death, decapitated my useless head


start all over again, the hurts, the river of tears...

the absent, the big fat hole, indifferent above all...

heavy headache, fake memento, with no memo...

gloomy, empty roomy...

running nose, got no cause to drink stupid booze...

lot of smoke, ugly, fat, and broke...

no traffic jam, just stomach cramp...

- humble room : for those lonely NYE with messy-

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