Friday, March 18, 2011


once upon a time i held a pencil in my hand and scratched my heart on to paper without thinking of consequences now i hold my heart to keep it from falling apart cuz it feels like someone stuck a pencil through it who would do that...

what lessons have we learned
we know the world has turned
and days turn into nights
and then back into days
again and again

what crosses do we bear
because we want to care
in a world so full of fear
we are the fools who dare
prone in the air

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