viernes, 17 de abril de 2009

blurry blue...


The words that flow out from his mouth to hers
the way they crush,
over someone else's misery.
perhaps.
...They slam violently but in a gentle way
or maybe they just touch each other for a second
with that familiar gaze
only to find nothingness in between...
I'M NOT REALLY SURE
whatever.

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