26 Aug 2012

Subspace Blues

I’m driving home with subspace blues.
Feeling abandoned but I have nothing to loose.
I would return if  I could choose.
To taste even more of your lovely juice.

I push down the throttle and keep going forth.
You will stay in Your South, I go up my North.
The burning heat still in my hearth.
Which keeps on binding like a girth.

Dear Meester I am telling the truth:
I am suffering the subspace blues,
subspace blues......

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