I see red
do you see me not?
Must I curve in liquid blue?
Watch you break in steel gray?
Is it my own fault
or ours to hold?
A burden shared
What life is this?
Taking all there is to be taken
Mountains breaking to awaken
Candid sores
I find them here... torn
Perhaps a train out of here...
up in the atmosphere
"Here" They'll say
"Here's your ticket to nowhere"
"Here's your pass to time"
"Here's all you don't know"
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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