Saturday, April 30, 2011


Your over analytical underestimating of me is exactly how I like things to run on course. Because when I'm under the radar it won't hurt you as much when push comes to shove, and you're too close to the edge.
Knives. You want to play? Though you're afraid to bleed. Cut as deep, but you'll never feel. Dance, it's manic. Time's up, you're watch was wrong.
Tower. And the lights turn on.

-Saree

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