sometimes the ache is too strong
sometimes i don't even want to hold on
the feeling in my stomach, it makes me sick
it pulses like a bomb inside me: tick, tick
a rhythmic endeavor; a subtle rumbling
my thoughts & emotions, forever tumbling
a clumsy embrace between a boy and a girl
explosive commotions feed way to the whirl
loving & longing, no way to ignore
a beautiful ending, of that i am sure
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 3:43 PM UTC
sometimes the ache is too strong
sometimes i don't even want to hold on
the feeling in my stomach, it makes me sick
it pulses like a bomb inside me: tick, tick
a rhythmic endeavor; a subtle rumbling
my thoughts & emotions, forever tumbling
a clumsy embrace between a boy and a girl
explosive commotions feed way to the whirl
loving & longing, no way to ignore
a beautiful ending, of that i am sure
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