A glass of fabric softener to begin the evening
Followed by a sick-scented bleach chaser
Just another Facebook fascination
A text or two to say goodbye or **** you
What's the honest response to hearing the lost?
To knowing a scream when you see it in the silence?
When the distance is ever-wide between the two?
Each of us is living in a world where bleach cost money
But laundry and loneliness have always been free
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 3:57 AM UTC
A glass of fabric softener to begin the evening
Followed by a sick-scented bleach chaser
Just another Facebook fascination
A text or two to say goodbye or **** you
What's the honest response to hearing the lost?
To knowing a scream when you see it in the silence?
When the distance is ever-wide between the two?
Each of us is living in a world where bleach cost money
But laundry and loneliness have always been free
