Sung to the tune of "The End":

June 24th, 2009:

these days i feel
just like a empty bottle of
wine...

had to say with a whisper
despite everything that somedays
i still miss that mouth of
yours

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talking like two adults
never ever
came without compromise

instead

words that leave bruises
and sores
left an impression on me


oh. but where do we go from here..?

i just couldn`t measure
the pain. the passion.
or the sarcasm.

whether or not we would argue
i couldn`t get this Radio out of my head...
playing songs
that said something to me
about my life..

and inside i could never quite decide
how near love and loss hold hands together...
but fear makes them
hold a knife...

guitar strings and beautiful things
i hear them drifting off
deep into the night....

London calling me home
oh. something tells me it
will get better.

glory or consequence
this too shall pass...