Sunday, September 18, 2011

headlock air

i want to drown into your knees
and never let you back.
i have my back-up half saved but i wish i never use it in front of my heart
i've got my pencil and my today's shame.
i've got you and all the world's probably shame.
shattering glass and a half empty plus.
the words you could have saved are privilaged to my home
and there's no home
there's no home.
heartless home without your being on my door.
and i've got my back-up half saved.

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