Monday, June 11, 2012

Explain how you can need to be free and want to be tangled up
Give me explanations I long to hear
Not the realities you puff into my eyes
I fast from you in dangerously mindless increments
Bleeding the memories from my wrists
Choice is no option
And I'm following the high road where the (swells/peaks) invert at random





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