the color of catastrophy (revenge_therapy) wrote, @ 2003-09-16 16:25:00

Current mood:	ecstatic
Current music:	thursday - war all the time

they came, burning

the color of catastrophy, seperate everything
a black siloutte against a white canvas
there is no silver lining, the clouds will never break
there is no light for our shadows to fade into
illuminate our fingertips, eliminate our breath
retouch this canvas in this empty frame
paint me less tragic

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