Come on. Feel more.
Come on. Swell, overflow.
Make the perfect movie moment.
I want to force it out.
I always feel like there's more,
And I'm not giving it
I feel like my emotions should break me
I even want them to
What is holding me back?
It makes me feel fake
But it has to be real
I've felt things lurking and waiting to surface
How do I let them go
I've got to stop holding on so strong
Everything can be this snow-blind lightning
We can be done with it
All bald sunlight
All bleeding, empty white
Friday, December 11, 2009
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