archive: September 2010

25
SEP
2010

Blood

Posted by Shane

I boil when the sun touches me,

like a roasted marshmallow.

and when it comes down to,

cooling me down it is very tough.

You run through me all day and

even during the night but when

you think to past sunrises, I seem

to just stop. I try to re-establish

the link but I usually get no response.

I go to sleep wondering but heaven’s

moon touches me knowing that somewhere

that link still does exists and fate

will bring it back together.

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