Desuetude

I go damage like if I am made by glass.

Outside like a car very clean and new.
Inside if I am go to seed,
like the fool I am.

But I still smoke, drink and try to love.
or try to be loved...

fuck theese words, theeese so powerfull words, fuck them....I put down the stars for her, suck that stars, her and all the people I combated for her, kick them, give up my darling or not my darling, or just break it up, all the idea of love - tonight NO LOVE MY DEAR!!!fuck you, fuck the last drink and fuck this fucking, stupid word - FUCK!

But You are still there, sweeter then any where,
better than enytime,
why you don´t belong to me... why YOU are not mine!