Those Who See at Night
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Within Arm's Reach
Let us toast to whoever's closest
Drink to our identical desolation
A centrifuge
Holding onto each other while the room spins around us
Exhale me from your mind's body when you can no longer take the suffocation
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