Wednesday, 29 August 2007

choose to leave

Wire in 1977. colors: FoE.

oh it's so early, my dear, where will you go?
it's so early that the sun has just peeked a ray through the night sky
but she's in a position of regrets and reluctance

it's an option that leaves me breathless i suppose.
sudden drops of tension make the whole lit place blank in and out
i probably should leave when the sun will be higher.

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