we'll take sour sips from life's lush lips
coffee, tea, or me?

SWING YOUR HEARTACHE
15.6.09
Take your words and spin them into a web so tight that even your deepest thoughts can't escape
Let your restlessness devour every sense and every fear that plagues the crevices
Of your mind and body until you feel a dead, still silence that will soon come to
Take over even your tiniest hair follicles and red blood cells that control your very being

Swing, swing away that heartache that has been born with you
Let go of that forged spark that has flickered through your system
And then, tell me when you're ready to feel it again.


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