thoughts
that burst out of the bottle
like overly carbonated japanese sodas
that the marble has dropped into.
Your transgression,
making me feel like ive stepped over the line again.
Opened myself up to the air again
making the blood clot and dry again
waiting to be broken and bleed again
leaving me with inevitable failures...again.
2 left feet;
a cow that will not give milk;
drink up and taste the empty victory.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
thoughts
that burst out of the bottle
like overly carbonated japanese sodas
that the marble has dropped into.
Your transgression,
making me feel like ive stepped over the line again.
Opened myself up to the air again
making the blood clot and dry again
waiting to be broken and bleed again
leaving me with inevitable failures...again.
2 left feet;
a cow that will not give milk;
drink up and taste the empty victory.
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