Friday, July 22, 2011

In My Head

I close my eyes as my dreams shatter into hundreds of THOUSANDS OF
pieces, each as sharp as a razor. Ready to cut my veins open and draw a million MILES
of blood. The blood seeps and screams down my wrist, each drop becoming a little farther AWAY
And my heart aches, and yearns, and my eyes cloud over FROM
exhaustion, and dizziness, and the only thing I can see clearly in my head is YOU

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