The mind, a dormant stone
Because it exists and so do I...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Breathing like an animal
This is it... it scurries along my chest.
Animals run -- hidden in the rain, waiting for a hollow.
A small target.
Want to witness the blood pouring,
mesh on mine
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