in forty one minutes I boomerang
against the wind's carrying hold
holding onto the path I'm
harangued by the vulnerability told

I think of you often
it softens the blows
outside my heart has hardened
weakened once I stand composed
bleak for tomorrow never knows

you voice aims piercing
my soul undone and done in
at the same I run to you
from me you're running...

I'd beg you to mirror
all that I have exposed
to tell me and be sincere
that love endures even though
this now, tomorrow never knows



"why do we have a war on terrorism? we need a war on apathy and ignorance." - maynard james keenan

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