Sunday, May 8, 2011

Everybody's Fool.

Sparkling grey
They'
re my own veins.
Any more than a whisper,
Any sudden movement of my heart.
And I know, I know,
I'll have to watch them pass away,
Just get through this day.

I'm loosing myself. I transform based on the person I'm with. I don't know who I am. I'm really feeling like getting in my car and driving for a really long time. I'll just drive and drive until I can't see anything but grass and trees and endless skies. Yes. 

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