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Sunday, April 24, 2011

The space between light and you.

We've reached down into space
And walked through air for nothing
Held onto the moments that were useless

And now we sit, drained, parched and unwanted by ourselves.
Posted by Aych at 12:08 PM

2 comments:

  1. MothSmokeLoverApril 25, 2011 at 1:33 AM

    Beautiful words. And that feeling of feeling unwanted and unwelcomed is a killer.

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  2. AychApril 25, 2011 at 10:31 AM

    Thank you MSL. It was a fluke. Haha.

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