Wednesday, December 16, 2009

down under

I should have stopped,
I should have listened
I should have taken my time
I wish I didn't go down the line
Down to the last stream
It went out in a whim
I tried to hold on to it
But I think, I've danced the last beat
Doomed like a barren land
I couldn't do anything, so I ran
Through mountains, across pavements
Just to smell that precious scent again
I walked in my toes
Prick me hard, prick me harder
I'm numb and not feeling any better
I wish to sleep so I'll not feel it
I'm empty


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