Crawl, desire, crawl.
Break me down into a million little pieces.
Open me up and tear out my soul.
I have no more, I need no more.
Run, desire, run.
Take out on me your hatred.
Rip me into shreds and toss me out
Like the rubbish I’ve become.
Fly, desire, fly.
Finish what you’ve started.
Remove from my life what little I have left.
I have no more, I need no more
Than my desire, and you have flown away.
Monday, 25 June 2007
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