As look at you, you look far away.
My cracked lips only want to speak your name.
Let my tongue feel the same.
Burn me so I have the scar of you with me.
Drown me to fill my lungs forever.
I know these words will transpire,
but keep this sound wave in your head.
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 2:31 PM UTC
As look at you, you look far away.
My cracked lips only want to speak your name.
Let my tongue feel the same.
Burn me so I have the scar of you with me.
Drown me to fill my lungs forever.
I know these words will transpire,
but keep this sound wave in your head.
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