Sunday 25 September 2011

you fire


You spin your fire as if there was no life. I dream my life away.
And so it comes.

You breathe my fire. And those moments are the moments I want to run. Running is the thing I know. Running is the way I practiced for so long.
But I cant stay away. I cant play a game I know so well.

You will know how deep I go.

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