I am Siberia
You are the sun
I am the musty smell
Lingering in your favorite
Book. I am the
Missing pages you want
To read, but are
Nowhere to be found
I am road work delay just
Before you reach the open
Road. I am a dream you
You want to remember for the
Rest of your life, and forget
As soon as you open your
Eyes. I am the empty
Gun chamber suicide attempt
You are Hitler, i am
The Jewess you could
Not love. I am your
Art rejected, but art nonetheless
The phone call youve
been waiting for all night
The phone call that finally
Comes in a drop zone
Your favorite song
Fading into static
Last call when you really
Dont want the night to end
I am your last call
#copyrighted 2009
You are the sun
I am the musty smell
Lingering in your favorite
Book. I am the
Missing pages you want
To read, but are
Nowhere to be found
I am road work delay just
Before you reach the open
Road. I am a dream you
You want to remember for the
Rest of your life, and forget
As soon as you open your
Eyes. I am the empty
Gun chamber suicide attempt
You are Hitler, i am
The Jewess you could
Not love. I am your
Art rejected, but art nonetheless
The phone call youve
been waiting for all night
The phone call that finally
Comes in a drop zone
Your favorite song
Fading into static
Last call when you really
Dont want the night to end
I am your last call
#copyrighted 2009
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