Friday 22 January 2010

This is the last time i saw you.

You always say bye in the same way.
The same words, the same order.
As i walk away i remember your damp skin,damp hair,damp breath.

Tell me everything,
I would like to be stronger.

This was the day we met.
Nothing has changed/nothing is changing

Soon, ill be gone and with me goes everything of you,
Wrapped up in brown paper......I am happy with my secret.

Meet me when the world ends.Remember me until then.

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