Posted December 31, 1969
i drove down here from the north . along the pacific shore . snow drifts through my mind . caught in your shimering eyes . my complete lack of suprise . our demise is planned a blade and a hand . our land will sink into the sea . allong with our memories . our hearts only bound by strings . our lives can be cut by such simple things . sew up this hole and let me heal . who would of known this would of been so unreal . she will shade the bright from your life . and make you feel contrite for the things you never did right in her eyes . so fuck it screw up your life . slice yourself up with a knife . pretend nothing ever happens to you and wish all of your lies would come true . wish back all the blood you drew . but dont say i dont care nothing could be more untrue .
