mywastedemotion
Jan 23, 2012 13:17
Days between sheets,
Between them you and I.
The longer we stay the
Lighter we feel.
Nothing's real.
poetry,
garbage
mywastedemotion
Jan 05, 2012 14:44
If years between us didn't exist
And time stood still,
If all I had to do was submit,
Would you claim me as real
Or just imagined?
Would my thoughts become your words
Or would my eyes become your windows?
Corrupted.
So fragile.
I Could Break You.
poetry,
garbage