Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Day 212:so simple

there is space here
no oxygen
we are not breathing
just passing
hold time in our pockets
like we have an unlimited supply
we can break as many hearts as we face
they'll be another tomorrow
sleep with the girl down the hall
hold her the way you remember being help
spit at your image in your dreams
learn to love the traits you dont have
despise the ones you do
be human
trying to learn
without breathing
learning not to love so easy

doenst it sound so simple.

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