September 20th, 2011 - Untitled

Static pulsing through my blood
The whisper of epiphany foreshadowing
your unhinged box of emtions
{you say the craziest things}
They swim through the milky way
Your lips, dripping in the same glossy taste
of false desire
{you say the craziest things}
Autumn’s lies are stitched in you
And I, with my incessant paranoia
that clouds your lungs.
{i say the craziest things}
Ink stained clothes, love stained paper
The lights flicker on and off like a
control switch of fate
{i say the craziest things}
death is the least of my fears.





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