Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Debre

A broken heart, empty soul.
My shattered mind in this blackest hole.
I live in my underground cell.
I paid in full, for this hell.
I rise at night, sleep all day.
It was a woman who made me this way.
My body does a train wreck twist, for the girl who I miss.
All my love has been drained.
Debre is all that remains.
I would like to say never again.
But pain is my only friend.
I know that I will go back for more.
What else is love for?

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