Sunday, January 16, 2011

"i need a hug" mood.

I can see the blood rushing a frenzy through the veins beneath my eyelids,
 feel the steady throbbing of my heart as the world around me warps to meet its rhythm. 
I open my eyes, squinting like a newborn 
- isn't it funny how the last moments of ones life so replicate the first - 
and find myself face to face with time.
 He speaks in riddles, twisting and turning around himself 
until all I hear is a steady pounding beat in time once again with my heart.

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