"And as I looked out upon the wastelands of all that was once great, I knew in my heart that Superman lay dead and there were no more heroes."
Sunday, April 21, 2013
For Leslie (2013)
For every kind word, a poem, a hit, I swear to god I must write some shit, A page of brilliance, of words inspired, I write ten more just for the fire, And on nights when I write my best I drink to try to forget the rest.
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