Words, heavy, dripping from lips;
Lazily falling to the ground with resolve.
A sense of finality,
Blunt ends, fullstop.
Sleepy eyes, bedroom eyes,
Lacking in focus, in definition.
A crown of feathers, a crown of thorns,
Talking heads with sacral scorn.
How fast the seasons change,
I survived a hellfire hurricane.
Smart men are incredibly attractive.
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 4:03 PM UTC
Words, heavy, dripping from lips;
Lazily falling to the ground with resolve.
A sense of finality,
Blunt ends, fullstop.
Sleepy eyes, bedroom eyes,
Lacking in focus, in definition.
A crown of feathers, a crown of thorns,
Talking heads with sacral scorn.
How fast the seasons change,
I survived a hellfire hurricane.
Smart men are incredibly attractive.
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