porridge and kettles
turn yourself inside out.
Monday, July 21, 2008
while i wait
what does one do
when it can't be returned?
when the cymbals crash and the fires burn,
there's a hushed little scream
that is boiling up fast,
the feeling is over but the emotion lasts...
and it can't be returned,
it can't be returned.
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