I'm lost for words and I'm trying to make sense of it all because every face in the crowd is just that; a face. A face and I do not care for more. My fingers are finding words that I do not mean to spell and I'm looking looking looking for a face that will be something more. There's a voice somewhere that belongs to more than you, more than a lost lost shattered shattered heart on the cold ground I'm screaming at the very moon watch me bring down the stars.
December 31, 2014 2:46am; i'm scared of your power
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