theres ink in my blood
and my heart doesnt know
my minds full of thoughts
since a long time ago
my keyboard is bloody
my fingers are scarred
my brain is curdling slowly
thinking of what we are
my words are soft and simple
and mixed with mediocre scenes
my sentences are phenomenal
but no one knows what they mean
4/16/09
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