joi, 25 decembrie 2014

instantaneous

shave the disease
throw my mind out & kill my memories
draw meaningless lines on my feet
remind me about the snow that fell while we were bleeding&burning&dreaming
a glass of lust broken inside of her guts
someone gently takes my hand and pulls me out of my bedroom's window
says goodbye while dreaming about his –
and then all the veins started to break the habit


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