mood: burning
music: 'stand inside your love' by the smashing pumpkins
There's Nothing Like No Tomorrow
Itching from the tips
Of my pens
Lyric life in rough intervals
So shoot the moon
Before the dawn heals us
Before the swivel step hits the floor
Until time runs thin
Until time is no more
And the gift is gone
And the colors bleed in
1 comment:
wow. didn't even notice that one. hmm. i don't quite know what to say to that.
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