Sunday, January 17, 2010

good god//can you please save us all?

i have weak wrists. 
i have dreams that one day they are just going to fall off. 
limbs with no ends-hanging there without any explanation. 
no words will come out of my mouth then.
i'll just stare at you with some stoic expression-knowing that there was nothing more that i could do to prevent this. 

underoath-i don't care that you are a christian band. 
i also don't care that you could be labeled as "screamo" by others.
for some reason, you have struck a chord with me
and i am obsessed with you. 
all i want to do today is listen to your one song and cry/scream/laugh
and sleep. 

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