Tuesday, November 1, 2011

P.S.A.

I'll traverse all the barriers
And deploy every trick
Tune my emotions
To hear your heart tick
I'll meet other faces
And learn all the skills
Then fill your cup up
As everything spills
To live is to suffer
I guess that's a fact
Impulsive reactions
Patience, we lack
No matter the noise
That distracts your sadness
I'll create them for you
Amidst all the madness

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