Friday, August 3, 2012

stranger .



What I miss most at this very present, very precious minute will be the electricity zapping at the ends of my neurons setting them off in all sorts of directions causing my heart to race, my breath to be short, my mind to lose its ability to focus, my voice to lose all desire to be heard and my knees to not want to keep me upright any longer. Yes, that I miss.







i am weakened.

i went back to my ways;

bled a heart out. xx

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