7 Perfect Murders

a month ago,

u finally came around.

we were great together,

hovering above the ground.

three weeks ago,

it all came down to this,

the ledge crumbled;

 we collapsed into the abyss.

two weeks ago,

i tried to move on.

many came into the picture,

but none like my own.

a week ago,

i realized what this means.

it just so happens,

the only way out was the same way in.

finally, yesterday,

i found my way out.

i found what i was missing,

and i have not the smallest doubt.

she's back in sight,

i simply followed the sound.

now i'll see the way,

to return to hover above the ground.

no one reads what i post on my xanga,

so i thought i should post this here

--The Mexican

Currently Listening The Best of Foghat By Foghat slow ride see related

"we need to talk..."

yeah, haven't posted in a while, in fact haven't checked xanga in a while. u losers, get a phusebox! lol. yeah, phusebox rox hard and u kno it!

--The Mexican

Currently Listening Lost and Found By Mudvayne happy? see related

this is a small part of a poem i wrote. hope u like it.

fire down below,

nothing to fear,

nothing to grow.

only pieces of forgotten heroes,

whom we once held above us,

now just a memory,

a tale in the wind's whisper.

for we have replaced them for newer models,

and now when we need them most,

they are just a glow in the dusk,

of the night that will become tomorow.

from this day forth,

light is only a story,

passed on throughout the ages,

we have brought this all upon us,

and there is no way out.

i would post the whole poem, but it's like 2 pages long, and building. that is all.

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