Friday, November 4, 2005


what does that feel like, to open yourself like that?

is it cathartic?

to feel something?

anything at all?

because you’re so full of pain?

that there is no room for more?

that it will come out somehow?

to release your demons?

or release your soul?

why is it that I act out?

and you act in?

won’t you stop, my baby?

I’ll buy you all the pizzas you want

I’ll do anything for you

a n y t h i n g

to stop your flow

before it drowns you

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