the needle
drops
my life is
over
when the
needle
lifts
my life in this
oh
it all comes back to me
well where’s the life
in the living we
are
calling
our lives?
dropping lines
dropping hearts
bombs
balls
and
acid
dropping calls
well that
meant more
to me
in the end of this
if i have
drawn a line
between you
and i
then i
have also
drawn a line between
myself and all
of the things
that ever said
they meant anything
to me
in my sleep
it all
flows over me
smoothly
like
carbonated beverages
pour
its always
supposed to happen
in that way
i’ll never
question it
as long as i live
but know
i never said
i wasn’t
going
to come back home
at some point
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pinstripedsheetghost posted this
