Sunday, 8 November 2009

Nightscreen

No-one else could hurt like I do,
Unless I'm wrong about that too.
Just like everything else.

No-one else could pray like this man,
Wishing that this plane will land.
Just like everyone else.

I don't go to bed and dream,
I sit drinking wine watching Nightscreen.

And no-one else does that.
I'm fucking sure of that much.

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