D. (dalaruan) wrote,
D.
dalaruan

with love & squalor

Kildalton Cemetery - Islay 2006

... It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded.

My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections. [...]

Oh what a cold and a common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated off the rage you found below me.

What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn't believe in the stuff.

Fiona Apple Oh well
Tags: death, love that killing field
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