Saturday, September 12, 2009

gin eyes

burn this city
and build it up from the ground
it's always gonna be here, you know
(and on and on)
and on top of it all

the lights come on
the sweat still shows
just sink in
just bite down.

for all the pity
that gold-plated the crown
you wear, you left nothing to show
of the light i burned into you

the lights fade
in two shades
we lost count
we backed down
the sweat stains
all false claims
just cut short.
just choke down.

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