Monday, August 2, 2010

i'm waking up in colored mists
drinking in confusion like blood out of air
is today the day the world ends?
or tomorrow do i reap your reckoning?
wondering when and again
and where is this answer to the fatal question
strain your voice
and whisper the words once more
i'm falling in love with the world
i'm begging you stay

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