The Memoirs of a Ginger Man
Thursday, 21 March 2013
I tried to remember the person who I used to be
But I just couldnt do it
And so long as I stayed here
I'd never find him again
Friday, 8 March 2013
Unveiled through the life of night, that knows no end
As revealed by orange lights, and a smoky atmosphere
His thoughts protrude and bellow
Through countless clouds of a proposed slow and silent end
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