Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Ephemeral Energy

I found myself under a pale spring moon
& fallen victim to my heart

fraying the shattered echos of mirrored self afflictions
a somber rush of fading green

I am entangled & drown
in the schism of a punch drunk love

Neon lights flicker in a droning haze

Giving my heart feels like such a weakness
(His breath on my neck)

I hope I can forget how to love you

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