Monthly Archives: February 2008

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when i stand on the edge
i know i’ll live
and the razorblade says
it’s now, forever

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bend the road to give it space
chaos speaks a different place
breaking up
this pretty face

snagged on dancing peace of mind
puzzling pieces take their time
blood looks harmless
when it’s not mine

kiss the sky, remember when
i met myself all over again
and the screaming silence
was perfectly broken

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