Dienstag, September 27, 2011

Can't start a fire without a spark...

I'm not anyone's. I'm mine. And I consume myself. I waste myself. I let go. I'm not anyone's.

I was gone tonight. I'm not sure, if you know that, but I was gone tonight. Too far gone to care. I was stuck on repeat with the wrong line: You're not It. But I forgot that I never even thought you were. I'm still looking for It. I keep searching. I never said, I found It in you.

But: I want to find It with you.

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