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I've chosen to see the face that haunts me now each night, the hour of the clock which points to humility {surely not humanity} and this love, as tumultuous as the drugs made us feel. When you're high {you're high}, you only fall upon the damp, cold dirt to leave a bitter taste in my mouth, just like that 2am kiss. Will the shadows on your ( Read more... )

 
it's 4:15am, I should be sleeping &most would be feeling rather delirious; yet at this moment I've found a sense of clarity. Half of me misses her, the other half wants to comfort her &move onto what life has in store for me next. knowing she's unsettled, without a hand to hold.. that just kills me, because I've been at that place before, and I ( Read more... )

So.. bored..
Oh my goddddd

I have a theory on you,
your thoughts are submissive, misunderstood.
I'd like to take you, break you
tear you apart.
conceal your insides in a paper bag
watch your blood boil at the thought of breaking routine.
I'll be your remaining nerve.