Friday, December 18, 2009

Day 151: Fail


Clean cut crevice broken
we shatter in breathing somedays
wake up
above the whether under our armpits
we hide our failures
like lies we couldnt keep
and truths we never found our ways out of
mask the maze in our eyes
trying to find a way out
to our surprise
we still sleep soundly
still dream of the same fairy tales
and still wake up short of breath
are we dreaming still
am i breathing still
is there something left to be done
if we've already failed.

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