THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE

02.02.09 . 1:09 am

With the rush of the wind, I am homesick again

And it's funny, because I don't look forward to leaving here or arriving there, I just look forward to riding the subway all by myself, sitting on the plane all by myself.

The last time, whilst waiting for the bus, maybe around one in the morning, a man stood across the street and took several rolls of film of me.

And the church organ, it plays on and on and on and on

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