sun streaks through dusty air
good morning, haven't seen you in a while
where have you been?
why have you just been sitting here collecting dust?
remember those times we used to run straight through everything that was marked caution?
those were the days
but while i still hide behind these bars they put up
you kept running, right on through
with enough momentum that you knocked yourself right out of this life
and into a new one i can't even comprehend
while i sit here watching you break those walls
i smolder in jealousy
they tied ropes around it to hold it in
and i just keep pulling them and tearing through them
and maybe just for now thats enough for me
while i sit
in jealousy.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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