Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Blur your eyes, watch the streetlights become hundreds of ghosts going home.

World, stop spinning... for I cannot hold on any longer.
Let me exist without you.
Let me free.
Can I exist without you? Can I float holding hands with cosmic fires in the depths of the above?
 Can I lie in the fields of light without worries and doubts?
No, no I cannot.
So world stop spinning...

or I might just have to adjust.



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