Last Sunrise
By Jazz Daffy
I wrapped my hands around his wrists
Crying once,
and singing twice.
Empty words and glasses
Thrown helplessly to his feet
Promising a beautiful armageddon
No musician could resist
Call it sight, call it anger
Call me your one and only
i would give any means to your end
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Copyright 2005 Jess Hager
Published on Monday, August 1, 2005.
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On Monday, August 1, 2005, Gideon Lost
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Wow, this was kinda strong armed at the end, Jazzy. I like it. -Gideon