one dandilion stood
crying on the side of the road
and we walked silently down a fogged street.
you words all passing through my ears
all time moving sluggish
and sour.
I feel like a ghost
sometimes.
sometimes I feel like a lark.
and you and I sat near a water fall
and snapped photos, cold
in thred-bare coats.
all the stars were there
hovering over us as we
spoke briefly of
tommorow.
Oh these are the moments
when i feel like a ghost
and smoke rised elegantly from
warm suburban avenues.
I cant tell you I love you anymore.
12:30 am - 26.05.03
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