"Big brown eyes

So desperate to fight back the pain

In this

Some-what familiar town

And this

Some-what familiar song

Snatching glances when he thinks I'm not looking

"3 Libras" ringing

In the tears I shed for him,

Naked oblivion in the form of mile markers

And yet,

His smile can't hide it.

'My angel is bleeding, transparent.'"

1/8/2008 2:34