wild hearts can't be broken bitch

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

i'd like to walk my pet fish tomorrow



Sad boy, you stare up at the sky
When no one's looking back at you.
You wear your every last disguise;
You're flying, then you fall through.

Again, the false attention.
Again, you're breaking inside.
Love save the empty.
Love save the empty, save me.

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