A friend that bleeds is better;

A friend that bleeds is better;
you need me like a bad habit

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Deadliest Sin

I drank the river dry and I felt no guilt no remorse for my actions.
I plucked the feathers from the gilded bird and felt nothing but contempt for my consumption.
You waited for what was promised but I never conceited to giving in, I only took away.
You should think twice before trying to possess what is already consumed and accounted for.
I am forever golden.

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