Tuesday, March 3, 2009

your heart to keep

nobody bleeds
cause the rivers have run dry
the fishes swim aimlessly in the night
sleep has one eye on the television
only your heart catapults into my soul
someday i will not look into the mirror
someday i will burn the pages of my reason
someday the moon will echo only the only the songs of dust
till then i will preserve your heart

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