Sunday, January 8, 2012

London

I hear the echoes from the almost dead buildings and cry around a stained swimming pool

Dorothy is not coming back home, she’s lost in a black hole that leads nowhere.

But I keep waiting for her, Im the only one who didn’t give up on waiting.

I love you Dorothy, wherever you are now.

Im happy cause I screwed you right here, in this pool.

The echoes say I must be insane, they laugh at me. I dry my eyes and jump into.

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