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i know that it is easy to feel mediocre and alone. but at 30,000 feet the world is so small that you can count the waves of the ocean on your fingers. do you know that it is hard to let you see what i've found? breathing is easy when you are above the clouds. our love is trapped in the clutches of time- seized in a moment, lost in my windpipes, i am busy catching your breath. we can cut through the atmosphere. meet me by the moon to listen to the morning murmur. i can only offer you so many escapes. it's too hard to fix you. why shouldn't i hide if i am the bad guy? and all you want to do is say goodbye. i etched eternity into your cracked skin. i traced familiarity into your bruised bones. but i am not a savior nor an angel, it was merely good timing. atlas did nothing to deserve this. even the divine must suffer even the divine must fall under the weight of the world. all we have is each other. asphyxiated and astringent, each kiss is an exchanging exhale, and our lungs convicts. we'll dig our way out together. i have only hurt you in secret. i have only hurt myself in stupor. but i tried, at least i tried. i am trying.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 7:51 AM UTC
i tried, i am trying
i know that it is easy to feel mediocre and alone. but at 30,000 feet the world is so small that you can count the waves of the ocean on your fingers. do you know that it is hard to let you see what i've found? breathing is easy when you are above the clouds. our love is trapped in the clutches of time- seized in a moment, lost in my windpipes, i am busy catching your breath. we can cut through the atmosphere. meet me by the moon to listen to the morning murmur. i can only offer you so many escapes. it's too hard to fix you. why shouldn't i hide if i am the bad guy? and all you want to do is say goodbye. i etched eternity into your cracked skin. i traced familiarity into your bruised bones. but i am not a savior nor an angel, it was merely good timing. atlas did nothing to deserve this. even the divine must suffer even the divine must fall under the weight of the world. all we have is each other. asphyxiated and astringent, each kiss is an exchanging exhale, and our lungs convicts. we'll dig our way out together. i have only hurt you in secret. i have only hurt myself in stupor. but i tried, at least i tried. i am trying.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 7:51 AM UTC
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