Saturday, November 26, 2011

Too into

the envious want, the cringing need

to feel ice in my veins, as slowly I feed
on air so cold and in so deep
let the hate boil and begin to seep
my legs are aching, push some more

try to figure out what I'm running for
a race to the beginning that should be the end
beginning to break before Ive started to bend

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