give me water for i can not sleep give me water im to tired to eat give me water to stay alive give me water tonight give me water to wash my wounds for angels will carry me away very soon
You, destined to live on fire in poetry - fire ever burning, you don't need water to quench your fire. You need more firewood to keep that poetry burning in you. Merry Christmas, my fellow poet.
stillframeOPoklahoma city, Oklahoma USADec 24, 2010
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