Running on fumes
The ice keeps cracking but won't break
Almost want to be submerged so I'm at peace
Rolling on stones and laying in dirt
Putting my face up to the glass and glimpsing into the nonsense
But I read the nonsense like scripture
And I ran with a poison kite
I'm a fish that throws itself out of water
Clouds feed me to keep me gasping
It's the perfect mind filler
A drug that only comes in overdose prescriptions
Inevitable is the end of my lies
But lies all spun in spool of wool over eyes
Can I lose again?
Can I lose again?
Can I lose again?
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The 2 A.M Writer (
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Comments1
very cool!
Thank you!
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