Thursday, September 10, 2009

TALLER than you

I'll never explain why I never let this go. I'm black and burnt skin tissue smells. There's a man/boy in the corner who lies and breaks. I was not put on this earth to you rub you well, I was not put here to feel this way for ever. See, the sea is coming in closer and I'm about to leave with it. I've been around far too long now and I can't wake up like a dead man any more.

To be fair thought, the sky has fallen and left me weak. Blurry eyed and so so sweet, I'm lying on heavens cloud.

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