Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Suicidal
Once you say it's over
A jingle; a jinx; an Iberian Lynx
Prancing, running towards extinction
Beyond correction, introspection, and predilection
Out of medication and over your head over the rainbow No
where? Somewhere skies are blue and your box of Lucky Charms is new.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
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