what would taylor think fallen over a couch after a pint and a half brush your face it’s to early to fall
Tag: Fears
chess
they sometimes ask what’s your next big move. i’ll tell ‘em a lie something extravagant, somewhere beautiful, away from the board.
gopher
sometimes just sometimes i come out of this deep hole that i burried to see the sun in all it’s glory go see a movie boba maybe a new hoodie and shortly return to the hole and consider doing that again next week. (maybe)
myth
pray for me they keep talkin’ on me keep that mouth away from me. just a worldy wonder a monolith you leavin’ with filth leavin’ here real high, a -
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i see the demons lurking behind every devious thought; cursing me reminding me you can never out run yourself
den of 2013
the scoreboard is still up broken down over the years it has been awhile you've been hiding i know you're still kicking i can see the fog like breath from your den i can smell it; old stained blood eyes you must be waiting for my back to turn but i am done with you… Continue reading den of 2013
back to basic
we will just love to love enjoy every minute of it no regrets just memories forget the rejection the anger the hate, the red door marked do not enter but is always open- let's lock it together wear the key around your neck hitch the fear stone across a pond watch every ring break away… Continue reading back to basic
runaway train
we walked away again again & again we find the same place on time or another we slow the train to jump off only to chase it back down i wonder what we missed while running on the outside
monkey king; all blue
i want the whole world- you can't have it you're over reachin' don't bother tryin'- i want it all- stop sleepin' always dreamin' this life isn't for you boy give up dreamin'- this world is mine, all mine- in for a bruisin' crusin' on empty streets boy just lose it the streets are callin' come… Continue reading monkey king; all blue
left, right left
always late the face wandering home left right left head down whip at the sound of a screech a slow turn back left right left nothing new still the same piece of trash that they left last week left right left she didn't show up candle wax spills over double chocolate sweet sixteen.
Saint's Muse 