Monday, December 14, 2009


your an angel. and a demon
theres not much left to your footprints.
and with every memory that strikes your subconscious.
you forget the detail that got you here.
the saying is the same
'play with fire and your bound the get burned'
play with hearts and your bound to get yours ripped out.
dont let mistakes become your lullaby.
that you sing to yourself at night to patch up old wounds
wounds the never healed correctly,
so with every impulsive decision
a scab falls off
and blood soaks your bandages.
this desire your fire.
is an imminent path towards the signature of your soul.
fire has no decisions, no judgement, no mercy, no compassion.
the clouds will no longer become your pillow,
but these flames will become your friend...

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