Talking Shit

Jul 11, 2007 19:57

So yeah ctrl-v mode

1, 2, 3...
i've climbed mountains. ran miles.
driven with no true destination.

4, 5, 6...
i've touched the tip of your nose to mine.
concurred demons. dodged bullets and love.

7, 8, 9...
i've found beauty in simplicity.
doodled your name upon my heart.
and kept my secret place...hidden.

10, 11, 12...
i've graduated, only to start at the beginning again.
backspaced and erased, only to rewrite the same words over.
and wished on hand fulls of dandelions.

13...
i've even made up for lost time.

14, 15, 16...
i've said good-bye to my best friend for the last time ever.
experimented with drugs, wisdom, and boys.
and rode a camel.

17, 18, 19...
i've felt like alka-seltzer in water, trying desperately to retain its form.
heard laughter in a moment of pure silence.
and found solace in the unknown.

20...
i've even talked to god.

(i've waited.
counted down the years. the days. and the minutes.

it is finally here.

raise your glasses. wish me luck.)

when i look in the mirror, i want to be 21...and on my own. (be careful of the dark eyed devil that lays within the glass.)

-names don't mean a thing when you're in a world of numbers-
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