malignant edema
you always make this so complicated but, is what's right always best for us? we talk and breathe next to us each other always seems to happen alot, but only sometimes put the blanket beneath for some sense of warmth pour the water for a cup fufilled no more light can shine through the hole it's too dark, but we really don't see it we conversate about suicide and our other memorablilia but, i forget a few minutes later my hands gain comfort in one unbroken circle you forget how to breathe, so i choose to help you i bury you with bankets of dirt then, i leave us alone together your nerves flinch over and over, thus sending you spiraling into the glitch of infinity.... an eternity of unparallel complcations discollided.... Written January 21st, 2002 © on Jan 21 2002 01:05 PM PST 0 • 10
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"you always make this so complicated..."