Friday, September 30, 2011

Trying the fucked up.

She feeds him,
she bleeds from
the cracks she knew,
She needs him.

Crying for lights
and dying for mirrors,
craving the rights,
and chasing the sliver.

She kills him,
she fills in
the cracks she knew,
She fills him.

Humping destiny
and jumping a bungee,
ignoring epiphany,
and trying the dingee.



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