Delusions, illusions
wrinkled skin
urine stained
toothless grin
reeks of gin
does not know
where to begin
memories of bygone days
looking past
no one stays
wrinkled skin
urine stained
toothless grin
reeks of gin.
does not know
where to begin
are these my golden days
delusions, illusions
Is this my sin
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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