Saturday, September 15, 2012



I've got no name for this


a thousand times i think of you
little rips and tears
but who cares

you had that something
sunlight and diamonds
silver spilling off the moon 

you slipped through my hands
but for a little while i was there

you were something slicing through me
a million spinning blades


never mind this ache
never mind this empty hollow

for a little while i was there
with sunlight and diamonds



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