Saturday, November 20, 2010

holding your balloon..

You are a fuckin stable

and i scratch my nail

into your braincells

no blood in the scene

an idiot

and a wise one

they could conquer

the grass

its limits

its humidity

they will then dance green

tears will always make a bloom

nights always a full moon

tie my shoes

we have to run

are you still holding your balloon?

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