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.
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Dear Sweet Man,
I need to be
where
"we" won't be
broken
in each other's dreams
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