Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Running Home

Ransom!
I swore I'd hold you
Forever,

But lied,
For fools have no eyes
When in love.

A tear for you,
I'll shed a million
And blow wishes
Into the wind,
Hoping you'll catch
Them and come
Running home.

Trip! Fall!
A scar for
Every time you
Fail,
And laugh at
Succes and know
That you cannot feel
Whole.

A heart is a muscle
That cannot break.
But I hold the
Key to shattering.

Goodbye cruel world,
I shall see you tomorrow.

November 22, 2006
Suge



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