Saturday, September 26, 2009

27th Sept; part 3

Wow, what an eventful day.

How long will I keep this charade up?
He's crazy for her, she's crazy for him,
fuck this, I'm going skydiving.

My hand are shakin
From carryin this torch
From carryin this torch for you
- Sondre Lerche, my hands are shakin.

I know the common thing to say is "MOVE ON FUCKTARD"
that's probably true.
But almost everyone around me is shallow, decadent, pretentious.

Just don't see it anymore.
Maybe this is how my life will play,
a game of tag; chasing you like night and day.

I won't ever pretend to know.
Until then, I shall flicker in and out of existence,
I shall stand on the line between life and death, and wait for a breeze to come and blow me one way
Losing the battle for power

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