when theres nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.
Sunday, 14 March 2010
these constant broken heartbeats sound like breakbeats.
Plunge your hand, rip out my spine
Replace it with a UV light
So I can be the beacon of hope that you'd always expected.
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