Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Urban Landscape in January

One day you wake up, and you never even knew you were asleep.

Heavy were the words that drifted from my mind. Flowing like a river, but I know, I know myself.

And if you love everybody I want to shout at you and drink your wine and take it away with me. I need the sun to shine its rays upon me.

Flowing through the desolate winding banks, I may not know everybody, but I know myself.

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