...getting to where i must.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
flight 2095
vegas, how have i never seen you like this?
is it me?
have my eyes become more willing to see your
shining bones beneath the grit of it all?
damn you, its cold
but a sky like this i have never
witnessed.
there is more to you than booze, ballers, blackjack and bitches
well, not a whole lot.
you are still what you are
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