Friday, October 15, 2010

and maybe its how;
i benefit
feel comforted
am bound
maybe still
still soft
why don't you go
through my stuff
untruest me
there is not much you can do

going to find my way
going to fight for my path
going to get what i want and need

When people are kidding
their not really
when they speak a short sentence.
it means more

the tune of false identity enters my head, and my heart stops.
i want to replay my memories.

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