stomach churning.
heart curling.
does any one understand?
the beat of the drum
ticking away my time.
empty words
that mean nothing to me.
am i the only one?
my heart marches to rythym
and my soul flies on chords
but i am contained as long as you close your eyes.
as long as i close mine.
and i have silver siscors
with diamond blades
but I still don't know how to use them.
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Friday
11-14-08
Posted by Savy at 6:47:00 PM
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i always love your poetry <33
"my soul flies on chords"
that line stood out the most for me. wow.
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