noose
I got here, tired and running from nothing but the ghost of my own dread, not wanting to be responsible (in part) for the tearing down of worlds and trimming of love from any life, breaking planets open (like this one) where so many want only blood and grime. It�s easier to just fall away.
2004-10-22 | 6:10 p.m.
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