out of sorts
and sorted out;
in senses of shorts
and shorted for love.
caught in life
as i fell to death
to be caught stealing
your heart and your head
from the skin you'd held them in.
now they're caught up in me
and they're catching on;
i'm hardly thinking,
bleeding, and breathing.
i'm living. imbalanced.
Nov 27, 2012
Nov 27, 2012 at 1:24 PM UTC
out of sorts
and sorted out;
in senses of shorts
and shorted for love.
caught in life
as i fell to death
to be caught stealing
your heart and your head
from the skin you'd held them in.
now they're caught up in me
and they're catching on;
i'm hardly thinking,
bleeding, and breathing.
i'm living. imbalanced.
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