Listen..

It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

i should have died when i had the chance.


And there weren’t enough trees that night

And there were

Then there weren’t

And when I was ready there was nothing to crash into
              Only sky

And some would say it was your gift to me
But I say you weren’t there and if you were you would have brought more trees.

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