Thursday, October 6, 2011

ruin our lives because we can

It is okay to miss things that have wounded you.
Crave fresh scars where flesh was once smooth.
Desire all that is forbidden everywhere
  in your gluttonous heart.

I imagine a place full of things that people search for.
memories caught between glances, that linger through lost trails of thought
The two of us , we would burn it all down if we had the chance.
Choose fire instead of ice. Choose touch instead of distance.

It is true that the world will crumple beneath our heels
and that promises tend to dissolve with the dawn
In the summer time it's okay to sometimes miss the rain.

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