Wednesday, July 22, 2009

lighthouse eyes. we'll ride out this storm together.

got a hot rod heart
petal to the metal
got high on hope
lungs and veins full of promise
lets crash
jet lagged brain waves
wanna deport my insides
import some good news to my chest
nightmare head
pull the covers close and your body closer
i've got a smile made of smoke and broken mirrors

you gotta be good to die young


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