the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Broken Loops Unspoken Through

My innocence was put in
Associate deposits.
But it would've been better kept
Somewhere under my mattress.
And even though I left with nothing
I came back with more than I had.
Do you still wander
Even when echoes don't call
Let alone respond?
There was always something off
That I could never get to
So please, just let me know
When I should come and get you.

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