Saturday, November 17, 2012

Icicles

Sitting on
The street line
Side line
Green light

But everything is swerving
All just swerve away
I forget your appearance

Today is just a day.
Each day we melt away
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the truth about freedom

The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...

  • Wounded
    I know she left a mark. But all I'm trying to do, Is erase it. You won't let me.
  • Hit
    The entire year has been playing on repeat. I couldn't tell you who the fuck I am.