Wednesday, 6 November 2013

You Get Me Out

     Forgotten throes of another's life. At last relief. Come back to these awful ideas.I need a change of skin. I need a change. It's been so long that I can't be sure. It's been so long right now. Go slowly. Come slowly to me. The only time you can really give in is before you fall asleep. That phase between sleeping, dreaming and feeling.You slip inside a dream, you overreach yourself and watch the world spinning out of time.

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