Tuesday, September 14, 2010

A thought with a mind of its own



Your a kind of cancer that starts slow and eats away part by part

Your that kind of disease you just cant cure

your that kind of adrenalin when ur front row on a rollercoaster

Your just the right drug to make me high

i cant think of anything else, and i dont know why

your that kind of sugar that you just cant get enough of downing

your that kind of water you just want to drown in

your that kind of vanilla candle that u just have to light

your that kind of wrong you have to make right

your that kind of cookie u just have to eat

your that kind of stranger you just have to meet

your that kind of smile that has to be returned

your that kind of lesson that has to be learned...



~Thoughts that occupy the mind at every minute of every hour should really be written down..im officially tormented if i cant write... even the silliest thing~

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