As It Seems
pieces of me were always on paper
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Blind Luck and The Wrath of God
you know you're dreaming
when you can't feel the pinch
you stumbled upon me
and haven't stopped since
all blind luck
and the wrath of god, near
naked, drunk, and alone,
and i wish you were here
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