I feel like glass
and silver
All the things seen as you look over
into my eyes and mine into yours
And the rushing Pours into
My scabs and bruises
Your cuts Your sores
And all the things we can do
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
I feel like glass
and silver
All the things seen as you look over
into my eyes and mine into yours
And the rushing Pours into
My scabs and bruises
Your cuts Your sores
And all the things we can do
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