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Tonnybon and Treats.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

how dare we lock eyes
&& not speak.
you've got me
passed weak to my knees
...but still i sand; or something of similarity
i guess...
inside everything is falling apart.
limb.by.limb.
&& my heart is racing.
like a chicken with it's head cut off.

i have become a wreck, something near to death. speeding before my end. a chicken with no head.

p e a c e.&xx