If i keep with my stroll,
I might just
catch a crazy case.
I might just catch
crazy
in the worst place.
In love,
the worst humans
debase
themselves
even lower.
So when her love
reaches me,
it make me less human
to the point that I don't even
know her.
I begin
to only know myself
in my episodic returns.
The episode
of kissiing.
The episode
of loving.
The episode
of breaking
over ********
I wish I could pull ****
my way;
have gravity
in my palms
and the sun
in my arms.
I want to feel heat in my biceps again,
I want the mountains
to rise up
again,
I want volcanoes
instead of pimples.
Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 10:10 PM UTC
If i keep with my stroll,
I might just
catch a crazy case.
I might just catch
crazy
in the worst place.
In love,
the worst humans
debase
themselves
even lower.
So when her love
reaches me,
it make me less human
to the point that I don't even
know her.
I begin
to only know myself
in my episodic returns.
The episode
of kissiing.
The episode
of loving.
The episode
of breaking
over ********
I wish I could pull ****
my way;
have gravity
in my palms
and the sun
in my arms.
I want to feel heat in my biceps again,
I want the mountains
to rise up
again,
I want volcanoes
instead of pimples.
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