Peering through a window in space...
Have you ever wanted something so bad
Tears ran down your face whenever you thought of it?
A language understood in tears
An ardor for self-depreciation...
...Or a taste for what cannot be.
It will send spirals down your taste buds for now
But that sinking boat in your chest doesn't go away.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
Peering through a window in space...
Have you ever wanted something so bad
Tears ran down your face whenever you thought of it?
A language understood in tears
An ardor for self-depreciation...
...Or a taste for what cannot be.
It will send spirals down your taste buds for now
But that sinking boat in your chest doesn't go away.
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