a burning ball of gas.
(he's always been just a little bit dead.)
your life - with and without me -
in my head. But I
have a problem with
how it ends: 'God, I should have
been there,' I'm thinking.
Been where? Well, you see,
I should have been out drinking
with you that night but
I was busy, and,
because of me, you had no
ride home, so I... well.
It's speculation.
But your uncle and I will
miss you as we drink.
He'll keep the promise
you made to me long ago.
(You've always been dead.)
Haiku by MiVidaDeEpílogos.
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Written on 2007-01-02 at 05:18
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(he's always been just a little bit dead.)
His Former Life As A Star.
I'm trying to weaveyour life - with and without me -
in my head. But I
have a problem with
how it ends: 'God, I should have
been there,' I'm thinking.
Been where? Well, you see,
I should have been out drinking
with you that night but
I was busy, and,
because of me, you had no
ride home, so I... well.
It's speculation.
But your uncle and I will
miss you as we drink.
He'll keep the promise
you made to me long ago.
(You've always been dead.)
Haiku by MiVidaDeEpílogos.
Read 871 times
Written on 2007-01-02 at 05:18
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