Time is a broken record
Repeating the same events over and over,
like a fading echo in the spacious depths of my mind
Maybe, in time, this will turn to a flourishing
promise
Fulfill us, fulfill...fulfill this dying pressure
as it progresses into something worth its while
Worth the fight we've put up
Our sky can't be the limit, if our hearts burn like stars
Time to open eyes
Time to free me from this perfect circle
of restless pacing
around a pointless predicament
"Giggle as the flames grow higher,
no need for the old empire."~Indigo Children[Puscifer]
Wed March 17, 2010~4:10 AM
*Your Cuntry Boner* |
Submission Name: A Perfect Circle
