shed your gritty conflicts
brittle pain seeping in between the fragments
of your most important bones
give me your limbs
I will give you my movement
I will lay here numb
just to watch you dance
and see that bitterness leave
your ample solitude
burden laying in deep pits of hungry
monsters, moving through the desert
shattering the broken jawline
of everyday
truancy in lovers
anecdotes
telling small stories
with significant morals
branched off into the sun
by the greater worlds that
exsist within us
the first number
does not exsist here anymore
Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 8:10 AM UTC
shed your gritty conflicts
brittle pain seeping in between the fragments
of your most important bones
give me your limbs
I will give you my movement
I will lay here numb
just to watch you dance
and see that bitterness leave
your ample solitude
burden laying in deep pits of hungry
monsters, moving through the desert
shattering the broken jawline
of everyday
truancy in lovers
anecdotes
telling small stories
with significant morals
branched off into the sun
by the greater worlds that
exsist within us
the first number
does not exsist here anymore
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