Dig it out
I got to take some of my timeDig the gutters of my life
Make them ready for the fall to come
Everything dies along with the sun
The feelings of despair grow stronger
And the cold nights are ready to kill
So just let me clean up now
I need to be in shape and ready
For the fall to fill my gutters
And piss me off again
Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2007-08-24 at 16:01
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