I contemplate asking things that no one can know the answers to but me
I contemplate so much
This is and must be my nature, a crazy vein that keeps me alive
Now now could I ever know or will I always wonder,
wander through it all
thinking hoping unknowingly letting decisions makes themselves
Every time capsule expires every life flower fruit seed
Maybe I'll drive mine into expiration
Or maybe I'll just keep growing
numb
And you were right about my life
it is the tornado and I am the eye
I need the end to come
bring a close to the swirling madness
please do it with love
Who will love me
in the end
Friday, September 10, 2010
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This is good, Kelly.
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