miércoles, 14 de diciembre de 2011

Armed with a spray can soul


Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park.
'Do you ever get the feeling taht you're missing the mark?'
It's so cold, it's so cold.
It's so cold, it's so cold.

Written up in marker on a factory sign.
'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine.'
It's so cold, it's so cold.
It's so cold, it's so cold.


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