Monday, September 23, 2013

The seats have no name

We swim in the same sea,
you and me.
We made the same deal,
you and me.
We met the same demise,
you and me.

I hold our silence in my hands.

Now we will drink our poison from our golden spoon.

1 comment:

  1. Κοριτσάκι, μου θυμίζεις τα νιάτα μου (όχι ότι έχω αλλάξει και πολύ από τότε-Απλώς το κρατάω μυστικό).
    Με συγκίνησες!