Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Constant Complications

Some of my best friends have had faces too
What is this worth to you?
Pretty things are burning and you're running out of time
The sweat brushes off
Falls on my shirt
And sinks in
Spreads like veins
Anticipation
Complication
Infatuation
Nullification
Internal
External
Stunning without a charm
How lonely we are
As that teenage camera angle gracefully floats above the nuclear family house

Stomach aches
Whatever it takes
I'm sure i'll end up fine
Black to white
Reverse
Start immediately

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