August 2011
5 posts
an indulgent disaster of epic proportions: for... →
warsanshire:
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you are a horse running alone and he tries to tame you compares you to an impossible highway to a burning house says you are blinding him that he could never leave you forget you want anything but you you dizzy him, you are unbearable every woman before or after you is doused in your name you fill his mouth his teeth ache with memory of taste his body just a long shadow seeking...
“You’re never gonna move forward if you can’t forget the past.”
– Clinton 