Tuesday, January 6, 2009

64. Bleed Black

Friday, November 30, 2007
~I put it all on black, no color you're all dressed in and a stab in the back, I left you bleeding on the floor
~I'm cutting, trying to picture your black, broken heart...
~you want to paint it black
~black hole sun, won't you come, and wash away the rain, black hole sun, won't you come, won't you come?
~bury me in black
~I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
~black mamba

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