Friday, October 11, 2013

Myth or Blood

I'll take the myth, you take the blood. 

I don't need you to want me. 

I need to breathe without
Wanting...

Anything that will remove me from this...
 E n t i t y
It's a shame part of me still admires who I am...
All destructive and bruised... 
Why does it hurt so much...?
The mind, that clarity gone...
Voices are there but some are missing...
Something drowned out like a echo 
Of your solitude... always awake 
Yet sleeping... peacefully

Why does it hurt so much...?

I don't need you to want me. 

I need to breath without
Wanting...

I'll take the myth, you take the blood. 


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