Wednesday, May 2, 2012

A Pre Determined Desperation






I've got a grudge against ghosts 
now. I want to burn them 
all down, myself and I, like 
infected bridges full of work. 
But even angels face a judgement
and demons get reimbursed.
There's shade to fade 
and I will crave a castle 
made of dirt. 

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