Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Dedicated to my former future
When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see that you'd been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could and I would, and I will.
Will I end up like this man? If I could only be that lucky.
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Heaven, this is heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteI hope he finds his Joyce. If not the physical, actual Joyce, then the woman she represents in his heart.