Septiembre 03, 2005

Try to smoke alone


sometimes all the moments
that we savoured for the last
get crushed between the good and bad
from pressures we have had

but you know I can't conceive the day
when feelings run too high
to work out all the stale terrain
emotions try to hide, when I try

lately I can't seem to colour what
we've lost
it all seems like bad means
when lovers turn from lust
then I try
try to smoke alone

these shattered ties with no compromise
fall through this fragile hell
the drinks stay sipped 'cos we've lost our grip
too exhausted to rebel

Lately, Skunk Anansie, Post Orgasmic Chill 1999

Dibujado por Dex-Clone

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