a little lonely with just these rhymes, the blood coursing through my biggest dreams, retract and recreate in the midnight of my bonds, the world has left you within. i smash my kaleidoscope down, to pavement and bite my knuckles and seventeen weeks away from safety, sifting through once colour.
I still feel you here.
Sunday, 20 February 2011
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