Sunday, July 31, 2011

Blip on the radar

You were my blip on the radar, radar-\
Just short of passing, shooting star.

You were my timing to get it right-\
You were my landing, in cold fright, its alright..

I'll never see you again I am sure of that now.
And it getting easier scares me somehow
Like I want to stay the same, or lose my brain
Like a firefly in a masquito net
Like a trip on a wire.
Like a cage.
Like life.

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