Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Friday, April 11, 2014

My angels must have known
That I was on the verge
of breaking last night
So they rocked me to sleep
And held me so closely
Then sprinkled light in my eyes
And peace in my heart as they
Sweetly, firmly woke me

I have got to get out of this thing

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