onsdag 18. mars 2009


Surely, you can bang your fists through glass,
but it hurts less to kiss her on the cheek
and promise sugary balloons and better days.







I live by the ocean
And during the night
I dive into it
Down to the bottom
Underneath all currents
And drop my anchor
This is where I'm staying
This is my home





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