October 2011
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i am escaping. i am escaping for the weekend and seeing my love. i will not kill myself before then.
someone i adore very much just had his soundtrack...
pressed under glass
tired, confident and strong
hairline cracks that bend when my nightmares spill over into the morning
doting, forgetting myself
love bound by no time
retracting at the push
critical eyes
merciless history
restless mind scares sleep under the rug
