November 14, 2011


model: the ever perfect Red~

I only drive too fast on roads that require attention
great care to swerve to the right
then back to the left
debating with this necessity to slow down
watching carefully as the arrows point in the wrong direction

maybe I am a figment of your imagination
but sometimes I feel far too real
this trajectory for all others
stagnating the one who needs it most

I put myself to bed for fear of need to sleep
and as the clocks fall back
my dreams fly forward

I'll never hold you again like that day

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