C.C.

In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven sent hell away
No one sings like you anymore…

~Black Hole Sun; Soundgarden

~*~

You didn’t stay

For the encore,

But you left a

Mark deeper

Than the cut

Of the razor.

You didn’t stay

To take a bow,

But you are a

Legend, you

Didn’t need

One anyhow.

Rock in peace.

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3 responses to “C.C.

  1. Sige laaaanggg flood mo na ang buong wp ko kan post mooo…dae man pati nagpopost mga blogs I followed ko hahahahaha

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