heart attack at thirty.
live fast but don't die young. slow down but never ever stop.
"But there are lots like us, with no grave but the stage."
Monday, May 17, 2010
how the other half lives.
With all these diamonds
come mounds of coal.
this is desperation at your doorstep.
For every man,
a restless dusk.
And as for each bone,
a ruin until dawn.
we
are desperation at your doorstep.
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