god's guilty for the rain
i cant help but know this is the best time i've ever had-as repetitive as it seems-is the rythm of my bloodflow-and i seem to have not gotten tired of it yet-tying the two together as if they are one in the same-a wanted love-the one people stop and stare at-making them rethink what they've thought of life, and their actions leading up to that point-the one person they'd always beleive would've changed it for the better-never knowing what better was-still neglecting the high dive-'i could never bare seeing myself live the life of the nine to five, a nice cozy spot in the deconstructed hive'-an impact destroyed-ignorance to self-a glance from the voted 'World's Most Perfect Couple' 12 years in a row- translucent acupuncture for the heartlessly devoted, candy coated negative automatic responses roll off the tongues from the runners up, on a cloud of temptation their hearts floated-dragging the parasites behind them as if fleeing the scene of a crime-a crime: ceasing their hearts control in their prime-hidden in the side coat pocket-still folded