We can make it
Forever is tied up into a bow,
remember, the snare is heard
loudly in a closed space, the
high heels click deeper into
a hollow heart, the body snaps
under frail conditions.
Purple diamonds,
James Dean,
and black
cancer,
it fits like a
glove, the
end of time
like a raindrop
hanging from
an earlobe,
can they
sit there
and cry
till the
end of
time?
9 months ago on August 09, 2012 at 08:42am
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